Okay Blogland...It is near the end of the fiscal year for us at work, so I have been busy busy BUSY, I apologize NoR, but after you read this post, it may serve as my chance at redemption :)
I have times before alluded to my clairvoyance, but never really go in depth. I am confused at times about what it all means and am often amazed at how my dreams tend to "come true." A few of my friends contend that I have "the gift," but I am still trying to sort it all out.
Well (and Gyuss, this may disappoint you) lately, I have been a bit upset with the IT Guy---for personal reasons, so I haven't been speaking to him for about a week now. You all know that I also made a vow of celibacy (which I recently...slightly...relapsed)...but I digress. I had a dream last night...
Pardon my candor Nance, but this was the most, passionate, erotic, intense, heated, wild, FERVENT exchange of emotion I have felt in YEARS! I tossed and turned...I moaned and shuddered. Finally the intensity built up to a point where to describe it as a volcano eruption would truly be an understatement...I woke up.
As I lay in my bed with a grin on one side...biting my lip on the other side---my body was weak, and I was in a total state of euphoria as I stumbled into the bathroom for my shower. My legs trembled and the feel of the tiny pricklies through my body coupled with the adrenaline rush totally consumed me...the IT Guy had rocked. My. World.
I had a presentation today...of course I was in high spirits and any negative vibe was totally deflected...I was on Cloud 9. As I exited the elevator, lo and behold, I nearly overhear the IT Guy telling a co-worker that he........................had a dream about me.
As I walked to my car...arm hairs standing erect and goosebumps scattered about, I wondered.
Upon my return to work, I was curious...damn, I had to break the silent treatment (which he probably didn't give a shit about) of the week...I IM'd him. His reply was, "I'm about to call you."
As he shared the details (which I begged not to hear descriptively) a certain Twilight Zone type of fear had taken over my body by storm...it was almost totally synonymous to MY dream...even the shower we took together. How could we possibly have pretty much the SAME dream, on the SAME night?
Now I ask you Blogland...what in the HELL is this all about?!?!?!