I have the weirdest dreams ever.

Okay, so last night, I had another weird dream. Out of four dreams, this is the one that's the most comfortable talking about. It's not exactly weird per se, but it's kind of amusing and sad at the same time. 8D


I was with the younger self of my muse, with her long hair stuck up in a ponytail and kept neat with a hairband. Well, not exactly her younger self, but younger in a metaphorical sense. We were in our school uniform, and we were walking through a tunnel-like structure across a body of water. I wasn't really sure if it was a lake or an ocean, but for an ocean, it was pretty small. The structure was made of light, polished wood with clear glass windows that bordered its walls, showing the calm cerulean waters mingling with early sunrise mist, panning out to the tall, looming mountains in the distance. People traveled to and fro inside the tunnel, minding their own business through soft chatter and a brisk pace.


My muse and I haven't been talking about anything in particular. We were giggling and smiling about something, but after a while we became awfully quiet. Instead we became more focused on reaching our destination at the end of the tunnel. Then, out of the blue, I inched closer to my muse and reached for her hand. I interlaced my stubby fingers with her delicate ones. We walked in silence, fingers intertwined. 


It's weird that I grabbed her hand, right? Right. But it's a thing of the past, and besides, I used to do that with someone.


We continued walking until we reached our destination at a place that looked like a stone temple. Just as we bounced down the steps, she turned to me and said, "I'm sorry, but I don't love you that way." Awkwardly, she smiled a toothy grin at me and batted her eyelashes. I blinked once and pursed my lips. "I'm from the future, and you'll love me this way," was all I said. "Oh, really?" She laughed softly and swung our hands higher and higher. I only smiled at her as she lead the way. 


Gaaah this is so weird.