I had a dream last night that I was walking around with Elliott smith. We were talking about stupid things. Non important things. I kept wanting to ask him why it happened, why does it have to end? But he kept talking about basketball or baseball or his favorite place to eat at this unknown town we were walking in. Finally we came to the edge or town and I didn’t want to miss my chance but all I could muster to say was “why?” to which he replied “sometimes you have to just ya know…do it” then I woke up wanting to cry.
I hadn’t dreamed in awhile, especially nothing that weird. I don’t know.