Dreamed about you again last night

Portland OR

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Dreamed about you again last night and again you looked good. But in the dream was the awareness of my shattered illusions. I was cleaning your house which had morphed into a bachelor pad then discovered you lived there and was desperately trying to escape without being noticed. There was a serpent that had set loose and I had to re capture from down the street and return to its enclosure. Which I succeeded at because that snake wanted back in its cage. Then it was discovered casually by your roommate that I knew your actual name which was not 'Paul' as they were calling you which raised the alarm of my presence. I suppose in the dream you were in witness protection or something. I collected my housecleaning supplies and co-cleaner and we left only to not be able to find our car for several blocks but just kept searching until we did. I woke up shaking with some relief that it was a dream and I didn't have to worry about being accused of stalking or harassing you or bothering you even by innocent incident which I have worried about in real life before. And thinking about just how glowingly good you look and probably are. I spend most days wishing I had never met you because I don't want to think about you but nevertheless I do. But when I get to see you even in a bizarre flustered and embarrassing dream- I think God Has Mercy. Some twisted kind nevertheless. Dante had Beatrice. I had you. At least as much as going through hell could suggest.