Platinum Rings & Chicken Wire

K. walks up to me. He is still a crackhead, and is thinner than ever. His body is really small and skinnny, making his head and eyes seem abnormally large. He looks really sheepish, and we greet each other a little shyly, as it has been a long time since we have last seen each other. I reassure him, and we hold hands as we walk together, talking about whatever. We tell each other that we love each other, and he fades away.

I'm on a beach with M. He is looking at me sweetly, and hands me a box. I open it, and there's a ring case. I open the case, and there's this beautiful platinum ring with a honkin' diamond in it. It has thin squares with one dot in the opposite corners of them, and they sit side by side by the diamond. It sparkles, but it lacking luster in the light that I'm in. I look at him, and we kiss, rolling around on the sad, and I say "yes, yes, yes!" I'm just about to move to make it shimmer in the sunlight, when a friend waves to me. I hold up my hand and point at the ring. She starts screaming, and we run to the water together. I try to swim, but the water is shallow, and I start putting little scratches in the band. I run back up to M., and then I realize that he's married, and has a little girl with his wife. I am perplexed, and I ask him why he would ask me to marry him when he's already commited to someone. He looks embarassed, and told me that it was his dad's idea (interesting part of the dream - I think of his dad, and can imagine him in this green hospital scrub type outfit - I'm imagining someone in my dream while I'm still looking at M... very cool) He tells me that perhaps it's best if I don't tell anyone, and I say that with the ring, it's impossible, cuz one of my friends noticed in 2.3 seconds (I know that I told her, and feel guilty for saying it, but I'm a little caught off guard) I tell him that he doesn't have to marry me if he just wants to be lovers, cuz I think that he's fine, and would be happy to sneak around with him. I open up the box that the rings were in. There's nail polish in a bunch of different shades, some trinkety type things, and a poem that he thought reminded him of me.

Now I'm running down a gravel path, underneath some kind of a skytrain track. We're trying to find a safe place to make out, but his wife has found out, and now her, and her friends are chasing us. I climb this chicken wire, and hang on more wire underneath the track as this man runs underneath me, not noticing me at first. Then, he sees me. I drop in front of him, and offer to pay him, until I realize that he's running from something too. We run, into the undergrowth. I remember the texture of the gravel, how bare the ground was where the grass had been worn away from tires & feet.