Last night I had this really vivid, intense dream.
In the dream, I had strong feelings for this one particular guy, and, miracle of miracles, he told me he felt the same. There was even a little sex. It was a wonderful dream.
And then we were standing on the 23rd Street platform waiting for the northbound F train, and he started to talk about how he liked vampires. He was really into them. It started to creep me out a little.
And then he turned into one.
Full-out Sunnydale vampire face.
And then he started trying to tempt me, telling me how great it was to be a vampire, wanting to turn me into one, too.
It scared me to death.
You know, this could be why I’m still single.
Now, I’m not one for seeing symbols in dreams. I don’t necessarily believe they’re a window onto your subconscious. But this one, I’m willing to make to an exception!
PS, good to have you back, Jeff.
You just love buffy. Everyone’s had that dream…right…RIGHT!!!