i didnt know i knew her. for privacy's sake, i'll call her sophia. truth is, i knew of sophia, but i didn't know her personally. but in the dream i did. she always seemed startled whenever i saw her, which happened to be a lot. she was very cute: cuter than in real life, but i guess that's how it goes. in the dream i met her at our city's summer beach party, near midnight. everyone was there... in real life i never went; it wasn't that great, i hear. but it was better in the dream... i think we talked... it didn't go 'farther,' if you were wondering... i almost wished she was crying: then i could've 'come to the rescue,' or something like that... it wasn't like that though. i saw her laying on a bench, staring up at the sky, and i went over to her. i looked up, and asked why she was looking up... she said 'i love the stars, they're so beautiful...' i couldn't stop looking at her; she was so cute... i think i woke up, though...
