Two dreams that I can remember, but I’m sure there are more. The first one started out with me and Adam Angel. His hair was short and black, like it used to be. He was smiling with me, joking with me, playing the old games we used to. We were waiting for a train to NYC. We were at some train station on Long Island that doesn’t really exist. I clung to his knees, we wrapped our fingers around eachother. He took me and spun me around playfully. He leaned me backwards into a dip. We laughed and laughed. And then we kissed.

I was with Bryan. We were on Nicholas Road, trying to get to the Stony Brook train station. There was some sort of accident, and we couldn’t get there. I forget exactly what happened, but we had some sort of conversation. I told Bryan I really liked him. We kissed hungrily. I next remember being back in my haus. It was like my first birfday with Leonard, people were cooking me oriental food in celebration. I was sitting on the piano bench on Bryan’s lap. And we were kissing, like we were invisible to everyone else in the world.