and i walked to a river and a little boy was crying because he lost his shoes.

the river was clear and we saw two lumps on the bed of the river and i jumped in, fully clothed, swam to the first lump, dove for it.

it wasn't a shoe.

i repeated with the second lump and it wasn't a shoe, either.

i stood up, the water was about midchest on me, and about ten feet off was this beautiful girl with her legs in the river, wearing a bathing suit.

and i knew her.

so i swam over to her and asked her to come home with me.

you know, pulling out all the charm and charisma.

and she smiled and said she couldn't because she had to practice the flute.

i stood there in front of her, between her legs, my hands on her hips, asking if afterwards if maybe she would come back with me.

and she started grinning and said i was hard to resist and i slid her into the water with me and we began kind of floating away from everyone else.

i told her that i probably shouldn't stay around while she practices because i'll just be thinking of touching her.

and then i woke up.

i'm going to get to talk to emily's best friend monday. i'll be able to get advice and input on everything.

emily comes in on the 21st, midnight between the 22nd, leaves for missouri on the 22nd. i won't get to see her.

but her best friend will.

so. yeah, that's kind of how i imagine the break to be. me just sitting around while those two spend time together. and every now and then i can join in.

but, if i'm to be honest, that's how it should be. that's her best friend, her best friend for four years, and i'm just someone she's known for seven months.

ah, time to get this day started.