Greatest Sleep Ever.

I had the most brilliant night of sleep in my life last night. That is probably a lie, but it was so good, I can't bring myself to think about better times of unconsciousness.

Anyway, I was apparently in one of those deep catatonic states, where when you wake up, every part of your body feels so ridiculously heavy... and yet your mind is all happy because it slept deep. So deep that the entire world seemed to melt into oblivion last night. Who knows. Maybe it did and everyone else is dead... but I'm still sleeping, and picturing everyone else up and walking around.

...that would suck.

I also had two very vivid dreams last night. One of them concerned what I can only assuming was a desire I was harboring for quite a while now. The basic gist was... after however long, I found an ex-girlfriend. Because of the time that had passed, were we on somewhat friendly, if not awkward terms. And then, because we never had, right in the middle of the conversastion, I leaned in quickly and kissed her. For a few very quick moments after the kiss, she had this WTF look on her face, and before she could say or do anything, I told her, "I always wanted to do that. I just wanted to know what it would feel like."

In the dream, it felt pretty awesome - but, of course, because my mind seems to work of the basis of reality, she quickly parted and would refuse to be around me for the rest of the dream. It was like our relationship had never ended.

Another part of the dream involved being introduced to a girl by Vance (he of Dr. V fame). He was a friend of his girlfriend's - and this friend happened to be my age. And cute.

Now, I don't use the word "cute" lightly. It's attached to a memory of another girl I used to like (but never had the chance to really date), and I've always liked to keep it self-contained to that memory. But there's really no other word to explain the girl my subconscious concocted.

She had this short... flowing sort of hair cut. Not curly, just... I don't know. It's hard to describe in words. Brown hair, of course, because my mind is very fixated on that color for some reason. The color of her eyes has been lost over the course of the many hours its been since I had this dream... if I had to wager, I'd say green because... well, all of *the* girls in my life have had that eye color. If my mind wanted to be nice to me, however, they would've been brown, or maybe an almost-gray sort of pale blue.

But she had one of those little noses, and a smile that was just... wow. Not a big smile, just a tiny subtle one, but the way it made her nose crinkle on the left side of her face... just that little bit. She was totally perfect. And entirely imaginary. Which was probably why, after a few short moments after meeting her, we were "dating". She asked me, and even though I don't think I responded in words, it was just assumed that... yes. I would go out with this perfect girl who seemed to be instantly fond of me.

All of this leads me to one thing: I really need a real life girlfriend again - because apparently, my mind craves connection. Or maybe I just don't feel like being lonely right now. Who knows. Either way, it's something I should probably work on.