I had a weird dream last night. It was actually really sad. For some reason, RJ and I had broken up at this conference in a hotel, and to console me, my friends tracked down this guy I liked back in the 5th grade who moved away after that year. Random, I know.
Anyways, I go on a couple dates with this guy, and he’d gotten like really buff since the 5th grade, but I was just bummed the entire time because I just wanted RJ. I kept trying to get in touch with RJ, but he would tell me he’d been journaling a lot about where we went wrong in our relationship in the beginning and that he needed time to think through some more stuff. He also told me he had planned a trip the next day to Eugene to attend a party without me, and had this black tunic (like a girl’s style) just for the occasion, but man-ified it. So this guy and I got some popcorn and went to this rowing tournament.
I woke up really sad and needing reassurance that RJ was happy with me, so I called RJ into the bedroom. Like literally phone called him, because he couldn’t hear me from the other room. He came and cuddled me and reassured me the way Ben Affleck cuddled and reassured Jimmy Kimmel at the end of his Handsome Men’s Club bit.
Here’s the bit, in case you’re curious: