what was that guy’s name?
i had this fabulous dream last night - if you don’t want to know about it, stop reading here.
when i transfered to hamilne university, my gf gilly and i got an apartment together. the summer before school started i hung-out with this wonderful guy named corey. some of my gf’s refer to him as the piglet, because he was short and got scared very easily.
anyway, one of my sweetest/lovey memories comes from my time with cord - which is what i called him. he was a long hair drummer and while we were always making out, we’d have to take “hair time-out’s”. his hair would come loose or mine would and have to stop and re-do our pony-tails. cord took excellent care of his hair by the way - he was a pantene man. and one night after we were done doing whatever, mr. big’s “i’m the one who want’s to be with you” came on the radio and we had a hand puppet karoke on the walls and ceiling of his room. he had this super-cool clock radio with a night light on it. so our hand shadow’s sang the song to one another and it filled my heart with a special kind of joy - i knew then and there that i would remember that moment for as long as i lived.
and while he never took me out on a date, never met my parents, or came over to my place - i considered him my boyfriend. he’d only call me on thursday’s to see if i was coming over on friday and we’d make-out/have sex - then i’d go home, do my stuff and come back for saturday night; when he and his roomie’s would have a party. and deep down i really loved him.
and last night i blended him with chris robinson of the black crowes and he left his wife/girlfriend for me - he told me he never stopped loving me and that some of the crowes songs were written for me. specifically “nonfiction” -
i don’t know my telephone number,
but you kiss good and i’d like to see you tomorrow….
and i woke up convinced that cord and CR dream about me the same way that i dream about them. that my tat was the right thing to do, that the crowes music speaks to me on a level i can’t put into words, that kate hudson is a dumb bitch for spliting with CR, that my love and friendship can heal him, that cord is out there somewhere and he’s still cool.
and for the life of me, i cannot remember corey’s last name. it’s bugging the shit out of me and i think i will spend the afternoon going through old journals looking for it.