Tell me something

Context: There was a new student in 2nd grade - the prettiest girl I'd ever seen in my life. Let's call her Jill. Never spoke a word to her. School year ended. Come third grade, first day of school, the teacher had arranged the desks in groups of four - 2 side by side, 2 facing each other. Our names were taped to the desks. Lo and behold, Jill's name was directly across from mine. Come roll call - no Jill ... she moved away. This might seem psychotic, but there hasn't been a day since that I haven't thought about Jill - she became my "template" for my dream girl... which is ironic, because for 20-so years, I never dreamed about her.

The dream:

I was floating over a river - not in a boat ... hovering/flying over a river, carving through a forest. I could hear the babbling. I could hear the birds, and in the distance, a hushed roar of water. I looked to my right and saw a statue of a lady on the banks, in windblown garbs, extending her arm, as if beckoning me to take her hand, all the while, the hushed roar becoming louder. I looked away from the statue and arrived at the bottom of a waterfall (so, obviously, I was going against the flow of the river.) I put my hand in the waterfall and vividly felt the force of the water against my hand. Then, from behind the waterfall, someone grabbed my hand. It startled me and I tried to pull back, but the hand gripped tighter - somehow in a reassuring way. I have in, and allowed it to pull me through, and thereupon found myself in an exquisite crimson and gold temple (favorite colors). I was in a vast, vaulted corridor, and looking out the stained glass, I could see the most iridescent sunset to my right, and glistening mountains on my left, endless fields of flowers. There were butterflies and falling rose petals (inside), vinery and foliage crawling up the columns. Down the hall a ways, I see a woman ... in long, flowing, white garbs, with blonde, curly hair - same as the statue - and I realize it's her. I can't believe I'm seeing her again. As soon as I noticed her, she dashed behind one of the columns, giggling, and then peeked out. I began to follow her. She escapes behind another column further away, all the while skipping, giggling, twirling, motioning me to follow. Then we finally come to a vast, exquisite, circular hall, coming to a point at least 100 ft above us. But in the hall, there is no floor. There is only a vast, golden arm, reaching out to the center of the hall, and below it, there are clouds the color of the spectrum, swirling around ... the golden arm is reaching out over a portal. She walks out onto the golden arm until she reaches the tip of the middle finger, directly above the center of the portal. She turns around, blows me a kiss, puts her arms out like a cross, and falls backwards into the portal. I am now at the edge of the fingertips, I put my arms out as she did, and swan dive into the portal. It felt like the first dive on a roller coaster as I fell through ... and I felt the most euphoric feeling I'd ever felt in my life ... and then I woke up.

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