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Neled! Neled! Neled Lor!

Last night, I had a dream.

To start, people I had just met--from college?--were making a movie
a documentary of sorts
starring about five people and they wanted me in it, too
but an evil man paraded the throng, wooing one of the women to him
against the movie, because it would be everything he was not, and he envied us for living human life
and I--we--went to save her,
and he got me, almost, instead, but then girls' mother came down at the right time
and he was so embarrassed he left
because dreams are illogical that way.

The next day, we moved into the dream house we've been fighting for
my family and I
and I got a beautiful room I wouldn't have really, because they'd put me in storage in the basement with Taylor
not even getting a real room until we decorated
anyway, my new room is just like the drawings I've been doing in my notebook, my dream drawings
and who should be there, helping me fix it up--but Katie, of course
she and I had a talk, and it was very, very convincing.

I'd meant to recount it for you, but I can't remember the words
even though I knew them from the tip of my tongue when I woke
I only remember fragments, things like
"we'll compromise"
and
"it'll be okay"
and
"I don't blame you, Payton"
Katie had black hair, did I mention that?
It was pretty.
"We'll work through this together, I promise... I'm pissed about you thinking I would, you know. I'm better than that. You know it. You've felt it."

They say if you tell a wish, it won't come true
so I'm not telling you what my wish is
but I hope you can guess if you know me...