Like Amelie, I think I'm prefering my imagination over reality.

I had the sweetest dream last night. Granted it was spliced with EQ, and my repeatedly dying on my cleric while trying to run from pumas, gating or this girl who wanted to kill me.

The other part was me re-falling in love with someone. I think that's sweeter that the first time. You've been there, done that, and ended it. But, for whatever reason, that doesn't stop your heart from pitter-pattering again.

It didn't stop me from seeing him at the library (in my dream) and being nervous to stand around him. The way I had to leave the section of theatre books I was reading, until he passed. But he only snuck up on me when I went back to look at them.
The way we shyly walked around eachother. So timid. So wonderful.

There is something humbling and soaring about falling in love. Even more so when it's the second time around. All the wrongs and magically righted. (even if only for the duration of the euphoria). Something so optimistic about the second fall. We know eachother already, so that parts out of the way. But we're meeting eachother again, in our hearts.

This is all so silly and sweet, til you take into account that the person I dreamt about was Josh.