EPTI started out at my work. But it was a strange day in that things were happening that wouldn't normally be happening. In hindsight it's because it was a dream, but no matter. I was called on to leave my store, and go help someone at their house (I work big chain retail, this would never happen).
So to the house I went, clueless. It turns out their problem was one I had no hopes of solving. As I remember, it wasn't that huge of an issue, but it was about something that I have no experience in. Electronics or cars or some such. The person who was asking me for help was a young man about my age, and quite witty. We bantered, and then I followed him a short distance to his house. There, I met a young woman, also about my age. She was also extremely witty, which I found extremely attractive. She had freckles lengthy brown hair, and could insult you in ways that made you think twice. Eventually she left with the guy, but they were just friends.
After a random dream time-skip, I was somehow following them on the freeway. We get off and then are driving down a large mountain side of grass, and there's a school on it. At the school there is some sort of event happening, and there are lots of people milling about outside on the grass. I talk to the girl again. I don't remember any specific conversation, but I can remember her essence. She was what I wanted in a girl, what I was looking for. I need someone incredibly clever and quick and smart, and not afraid to hand my teasings and jokes right back threefold. The average girl just laughs and smiles, but not her. I need to be given that devilish look right back. Acknowledgment of wit, a bow of respect when your eyes flash. That's what I need to have.
Then I woke up, and for the first time in my life, I think I can say I was sad that the dream was not a reality. Because there is no mystery witty girl, with brown hair and freckles. She did leave me something though. A kiss - of sorts, but not with the lips. She, or rather my unconscious mind, gave me a brush with an ideal, a tantalizing taste of what could be.
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I recently have been somewhat interested in a girl in a few of my classes. I did not invest too heavily, though, as I've just gotten out of a 2 year relationship about 6 weeks ago. I've been dancing around the edges, flirting with the idea of flirting. The one thing that held me back, in truth, was that I wasn't sure if she was mentally what I wanted in a girl. I was even suspicious she might be a ditsy girl. In hindsight it's not difficult to see, but I couldn't tell whether she was acting the way she was because she was with her friend (who is quite an airhead), or because that's just how she was.
I know after talking to her that she's quite capable of holding up normal conversation without me wanting to kill myself (which is a start, if anything). But looking back and forward, it's painfully obvious that it's not what I really want. That pretty face isn't hiding any playful malice, or clever quips. Instead there's just an emptiness that she fills with drama. Have you ever noticed the people who have an excessive amount of drama in their lives? I can't put my finger on what makes them drama magnets, but they all have that similarity. That wistfulness that they are just 1 or 2 weeks away from living a perfect life, if only they can deal with whatever boy or bitch is currently troubling them. No matter, I avoid these people except to watch from afar and ponder.
So now I'll move on. I find out where I transfer to within the next 3 weeks, as I currently am in my final year at a local community college. And wherever I go, that's where I'll look for her, the girl with the brown hair and freckles, so to speak. Maybe I'll find her, maybe she'll find me. Who knows? And maybe I'll even get broadsided in the meantime, unsuspecting. I'm open to the possibility, however improbable.
But I'm now on the lookout. Until we meet again, for the first time.
