I'm not really going to write about Jack McPhee here but of what effect I believe had on me last night after I watched his scenes from Season 5 to 6, up until the finale. I had a very lucid dream, which is not really uncommon lately. First, in the dream, I was still the main character, just that in another physique. In the dream I had the opportunity to look at the mirror to see who I might look like. I looked like a mix between Jake Gyllenhaal and Mark Ruffalo. And then the dream went around myself living a gay bachelor life, out and well-accepted which I think was the cause for "my" really good self-esteem and self-bearing. And then I came across knowing this other guy, who I think was still in the closet. Apparently, he was attracted to me, or yeah, he liked me. This guy looked like Kevin James, just that a bit buff and maybe without the big belly, but still on the bear type. And then I think we kind of hit it off when I knew that he was interested in me. I reciprocated his attraction, sensing his humility, sincerity and loyalty. Me, with the feeling that all that I was lacking in life was a partner, decided to settle down with him.
And then the last scene of the dream was me dressed in a plaid shirt and a good pair of jeans and chukkas, with a necktie worn as a bow tie at a gym locker room to fetch the partner. It was cute. And he was wearing the same kind of ensemble except that I was the one who tied the bow around his neck. Unfortunately my mom had to buzz in the room, and me being so sensitive to noise when I sleep, had to end the cute fairy tale I was having.
If only it were true.
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