So Not Over You

Indy Pop Con is this weekend. And it was something Dating Site Guy and I were going to do together, with his son. We were going to have a Doctor Who day, where he was going to be the Doctor, I would be Donna, and his son was going to be a Cyberman. As I've been planning what to wear, what to carry with me, where to park, etc, he's been on my mind a lot more. I know; how could it be more? He's on  my mind every day, still. 

Yesterday, he texted me--we've had a few texts over the past months, but mostly, it was me reaching out first. He was checking on me--I think because of Pop Con. And because he was on his way back to Indiana with his son for the summer. I know I must have been in his thoughts as well. Maybe he's been having the same thoughts: what if we run into each other at Pop Con? What if seeing each other is too hard? What if it's too easy? What if my heart breaks even more...

Then, I dreamt last night of hanging out with him and his son. And a song was playing in the dream, and now it's stuck in my head. In the dream, he had to take a phone call and his son and I were doing a puzzle on the floor. Suddenly, he knocked a big glass of orange juice over and I was sopping it up with a towel. Not a very impressive dream. I'm not even sure about the meaning behind it (though I could speculate about cleaning up after him). But this song...

The Song