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Hubert: ELMO!
I totally blame Ru for a dream I had this morning. We had an interesting conversation yesterday about men and romance, and this morning I had the usual bizarre scifi/action-adventure dream, but with a weird twist.
Dreamt I was the only one in a group of people who thought this other guy, whom we all referred to as "Colonel,"
wasn't an antagonist. (I draw a parallel with Snape, though it wasn't actually that character.) I acted against the group, sure that the Colonel's motives were the right ones, and when finally a big plan failed because nobody else would go along with me on it, I ran into this Colonel and sat down all depressed for him to interrogate me. Turned out he knew of my efforts, and when I told him I'd done it all for him 'cos I loved him, he smiled and I realized he felt the same...and then an assassin killed him right in front of me. Bolt-shooter through the skull. I woke up crying. Went back to sleep and right back into the dream, where a past version of the Colonel came to me, led me away from the carnage, assured me everything would be okay (there was a lot of time travel going on -- thank you, Doctor!)...and kissed me. I should explain that although my waking dreamlife is rich and explicit, I never have romantic dreams. Never. And I felt that kiss!
Upon waking, I was unable to recall what the man even looked like beyond "grave and lean and serious". Darn you Ru! Darn you and your "manly men" rant!
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