With that said, I think I might have some insight into what might have set my subconscious thinking about K. In the last week or so, I’ve run into a few things out in the world that reminded me of her.
- Last week, I was perusing the book rack at the thrift store and ran across a book about an old circus elephant that she read when we were together called Modoc. I smiled when I saw it, because it made me think of her.
- Nickelback’s new song Photograph, which I heard on the radio last night, has a verse that uses poetic license to describe the situation almost literally.
(Editor’s note: She wasn’t technically the first girl I kissed, but the first girl I really kissed, with love and passion behind it, a kiss with meaning. The “couple of kids” thing is a bit of a stretch at this point, too, but give it time.)
Kim’s the first girl I kissed
I was so nervous that I nearly missed
She’s had a couple of kids since then
I haven’t seen her since God knows when
- I’ve been Netflixing Six Feet Under for a while, and since I’m on vacation, went on a Season 2 marathon. The character of Brenda is a massage therapist, which is what K did for a few years after we split up. Also, Trevor is the name of Brenda’s first boyfriend. It’s also the name of K’s boyfriend now. That name has all kinds of thought associations and now whenever I hear it, I think of her.
So with all of that, it’s no surprise that I had a dream about her. But like the song says, I haven’t seen her since God knows when, so the dream was hazy. If it means anything, it means I’m sentimental.