I had the weirdest dream last night...this happens alot these days and I'm pretty sure it's the hormone therapy I take that leads me to sleep so much better than I did. I'm not at all worried about the weird dreams and sometimes I find it puts me in touch with parts of myself I hadn't thought about in years.
I am trying to write the dream down before it fades, but I may already be too late. It was about a guy I liked in HS named Ralph (Rafael) Aponte. He went to Hickman Mills HS and we met when his choir came to my church to sing. I remember he was short, but really good looking. I thought he looked like Richard Gere. We spent hours on the phone but only went on two dates and I remember they were disappointing. Both times I ended up having to pay...made me happy I worked hard and always carried money or I'd have been doing dishes. Once we went with Marva and her boyfriend David. I don't remember much about the other date, I just remember there were two. I think after he didn't pay twice, or even pay his half I was disillusioned. My parents wouldn't let me drive to the part of town where he lived so I didn't have a lot of opportunity to see him. I got in trouble plenty of times for being on the phone too long talking to him in the era of busy signals and no call waiting. When I lived in KY one of the band directors there had been a HM grad and knew him and we talked about him a bit.
In the dream I was still emotionally pursuing this elusive boy. He was supposed to be at a party where I was and he supposedly really liked me, but he would never act like he actually really liked me. In the dream his folks wanted him to go out with me but I never actually met his parents, nor did I see them in the dream. It must have been a murder mystery story party b/c Annette and Amy were in it too and we were putting on a play for the guests...only it was hard to tell if it was a party of if the story in the party turned real. At the end of the dream, my true love came and held my hands and told me he loved me and I forgot about Ralph. I'm guessing my true love was Michael, but there is really no telling b/c it was a dream. so it may have been mike even though it didn't look like mike.
So I woke up thinking about this guy I haven't thought of in years and I went to googling him. I found this news article. I watched the news story and the photo of Rafael kind of looks like what I think he would look like today. And it says he was a veteran which I do seem to remember that he was in the military. All in all it has me wondering about someone I hadn't thought of in a long time and it makes me wonder how the brain holds these memories deep.
I am trying to write the dream down before it fades, but I may already be too late. It was about a guy I liked in HS named Ralph (Rafael) Aponte. He went to Hickman Mills HS and we met when his choir came to my church to sing. I remember he was short, but really good looking. I thought he looked like Richard Gere. We spent hours on the phone but only went on two dates and I remember they were disappointing. Both times I ended up having to pay...made me happy I worked hard and always carried money or I'd have been doing dishes. Once we went with Marva and her boyfriend David. I don't remember much about the other date, I just remember there were two. I think after he didn't pay twice, or even pay his half I was disillusioned. My parents wouldn't let me drive to the part of town where he lived so I didn't have a lot of opportunity to see him. I got in trouble plenty of times for being on the phone too long talking to him in the era of busy signals and no call waiting. When I lived in KY one of the band directors there had been a HM grad and knew him and we talked about him a bit.
In the dream I was still emotionally pursuing this elusive boy. He was supposed to be at a party where I was and he supposedly really liked me, but he would never act like he actually really liked me. In the dream his folks wanted him to go out with me but I never actually met his parents, nor did I see them in the dream. It must have been a murder mystery story party b/c Annette and Amy were in it too and we were putting on a play for the guests...only it was hard to tell if it was a party of if the story in the party turned real. At the end of the dream, my true love came and held my hands and told me he loved me and I forgot about Ralph. I'm guessing my true love was Michael, but there is really no telling b/c it was a dream. so it may have been mike even though it didn't look like mike.
So I woke up thinking about this guy I haven't thought of in years and I went to googling him. I found this news article. I watched the news story and the photo of Rafael kind of looks like what I think he would look like today. And it says he was a veteran which I do seem to remember that he was in the military. All in all it has me wondering about someone I hadn't thought of in a long time and it makes me wonder how the brain holds these memories deep.
