urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:autumntealeaf natterings from the rude morgue autumntealeaf 2009-01-15T02:49:21Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:autumntealeaf:975 2009-01-15T02:48:12Z 2009-01-15T02:49:21Z when M and I are together, I don't talk about the city.&nbsp; it bleeds into my thoughts like a stain.&nbsp; we talk about music and books and whether Obama will do what he said he was going to do, and he holds me and keeps the chill away.<br /><br />I want to ask him - has he been there, has he seen the trees that are full of people?&nbsp; has he seen a funeral and the old man with the hidden feet.<br /><br />I can't.<br /><br />they seem to imply that he'll run away if I do.<br /><br />he asked me to be his girlfriend on Saturday.<br />I was calling him 'boyfriend' in my head before that, but I never said it to him.<br />I said yes. urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:autumntealeaf:607 2009-01-08T21:10:37Z 2009-01-08T21:10:37Z I tried writing this down on paper, but I wanted to share it with more than just me because it's such a weird story that I am not sure that I am not crazy.&nbsp; No, I&nbsp;am sure.&nbsp; I think.<br /><br />I could write a history of me and M and why he's the first boyfriend I&nbsp;ever seriously fooled around with, but that sounds kinda high-school.&nbsp; And it really isn't about me and him, but about what happened.<br /><br />Today at work I asked Dr. Tomlinson if he ever had weird dreams and he said yes and then he said he had a dream once that he was at a med school alumni dinner but he was dressed in a banana suit and he had to make a speech.&nbsp; <br /><br />I asked him if he'd ever dreamed about a city where some people had the heads of animals and ostriches pulled a cart driven by a ostrich-headed person.<br /><br />He said no and asked if I had been doing drugs.<br /><br />I haven't.