I had this dream about this girl I used to like in high school, but never worked up the balls to ask out or anything. Ended up losing contact with her upon graduation.

So now, eleven years later, I have this dream. It's summer, at night time, I'm walking back home from somewhere and it's rather dark. I'm in a park or something. Then a small-ish dog runs at me and starts yapping excitedly, and suddenly she's there, with the leash in her hand. She's wearing a summer dress, the kind that is said to cause car accidents.

I recognize her at once, even though I don't see her face so clearly. And I realize that even though I'm supposed to have got over her, I'm still very glad to be having this dream (what could it be else, it's mid-fall after all, can't wear shorts anymore). I enthusiastically join the conversation she strikes up and smile a lot.

Then the dream dissipates and I'm left awake, wanting desperately to return to that dream, with a raging sense of ronery.