Stop Haunting My Dreams!

Had a dream about Tom last night.

I think I fell asleep thinking about Chipotle, so in the dream I was pulling into the Chipotle parking lot and noticed that I'd just parked by Tom's car. I decided that I'd wait until he came out and then talk to him because I really wanted to get my Smirky* back.

So he came out, and instead of one Tom, it was a long line of almost-Toms with the real Tom hidden in the middle. I had to look at each one carefully to figure out the real guy. When I found him, I walked up to him and said that we should get together and exchange our stuff. He agreed, and started to walk away. I was worried that I'd never actually get my bear back unless we set up a real time to do it, so I got his attention again and said that actually all I wanted was my bear and could I just go with him and get it right then?

He got really defensive and said that he didn't actually have to give it back because I had given it to him, and so it was his. I got extremely angry at that, and yelled something...then I calmed down a bit and kept pressing him about the bear. Finally he told me that he'd had a couple of "accidents" with the bear resulting in his nose (!?) and the Coca-Cola symbol (!?) "coming off" and he wasn't sure that I'd want my Smirky in his present condition. Of course I still wanted to go collect it, so we started off.

For some reason my parents were going with, and they were behind us. I think we were driving down a series of roads, and somehow my parents got left behind. I kept yelling out the turns we took, so they'd hear us, but they still got lost. And of course, Tom didn't want to stop or slow down to let them catch up. We got to a point, and jumped out, and went through some sort path, and then came out through a door and into his back yard in KY.

We walked inside and into the basement. It was really dark, and for some reason my Smirky was nowhere in sight. He gave me back the nose, and I put it in my pocket. The Tablet PC that I'd been using during the semeseter as a research study was also laying on the couch, so I picked that up and took it back. Tom tried to delete the internet favorites and history before I could turn it off, but I was faster. I told him that I had most of his things and that he could get them anytime he wanted. He said okay, and then my parents were there, and I left with them.

I arrived back in some sort of dorm room, where a girl was playing on a laptop (some sort of star trek thing where you had to enter a certain sequence on the Enterprise's computer to be able to exit). I rebooted the laptop and saw all the porn that Tom had looked at on the machine, and some things from work that he'd put on there. Then I opened the book I'd been reading (and incidentally, one I finished for real yesterday) and just started reading. The girl made a comment about how much I read, and then I woke up.

*Smirky is my stuffed Coca-Cola bear from when I was little. My aunt gave him to me when I was in second grade, and he's just the cutest ever. He has this guilty little grin (smirk), so I named him Smirky. I let Tom have him after he gave me _his_ stuffed animal from his childhood. But I think I was a bit more attached to Smirky than he was to his. I mean, I had him bring Smirks up to Pittsburgh one week when things were rough with school, and I've always regretted not just keeping him up there. And ever since we broke up, the only thing of mine I've wanted back at ALL from Tom was my Smirky. I really should get in touch with him and ask for it back, but I know I haven't because I'm afraid of something like the dream happening. But I know I have to do it soon...