It's amazing how much difference a year makes. A year ago today (meaning Saturday, March 30th, 2002) this happened.No wonder my dreams for the past two nights have revolved around him.
Last night's dream involved me substitute teaching at my elementary school and just as in "Billy Madison," Dave was sent there to do 6th grade over again. We spoke and I felt some weird connection to this child he had in his arms.
Thursday night's dream centered around an abandoned warehouse in Toronto. I slept with Dave again and it was actually good this time. Wishful thinking.
I know that I'll always associate my first time with Dave being the first but that conversely, he will not be thinking about me at all today. If I could change one thing it would have been that he would have really cared for me. That's my one regret.
Yaaaaaay though for significant events in my life :)
