haha, no ninja it is just my background picture. Only if I was to actually send you a picture... My non-cure friends would probably stop texting me if this was the case. hahahaha!
It all happens to us to dream of them but it is the first time that it is recurrent every night.
I think it must turn into obsession
I remember my last dream (quite a while ago) where Robert showed up. I was lucky enough to be at a meet and greet and he was there talking to a little kid, who was very cute and shy. The thing is, Robert was kitted out in a professional bicycle riding outfit, and was doing laps around the venue on his bike. No helmet though.
Funny enough, after I had read this, I was thinking about how unfair it was I never seem to dream of the Cure... except for maybe my lovely daydreams where Rob and I have long talks and he gives me advice on how to handle my co-workers.....
And last night I had the weirdest dream ever...
So I moved back in at the beginning of November (this is true) but in my dream, I moved across the street instead of 2 towns over. The Cure was coming to town for something, I don't remember what, but because I was in my new apartment complex, that was where he was going to be... I'm really foggy on this part. but I remember talking to him and pictures were being taken, but it was really video, but in still frames... and even though I thought there was a picture of us, there was really a picture of him holding my niece and she was a baby (my nieces are 10, 13 and 16 now...sooo... then I thought maybe it was a cat).... but I lived on Lake Michigan, so you could see the lake behind him in the windows and it was such a beautiful shot of him holding my baby niece (or maybe cat) standing in front of the windows looking at the lake... but it was dark out, even though it was morning.
so anyway, then I am in some sort of class room and the teacher is my apartment complex manager, Jessica. But her hair was longer and she looked more like my Freshman and Junior year English teacher in high school. And in the class room, there are more windows where you can see people walking and you see Rob walking through and I think Roger was there.. it was more of an ally way... and this girl, Allie, whom I did a play with almost 2 years ago now, was there and stood up looking through the window saying she cant wait to meet Rob... and I was like, I have to show you this really adorable picture...
Then I start thinking about what to say to Roger as if him and I were old friends, like, hey remember me?
anyway, so I am in my old apartment and it is a mess... I mean, a mess! and I have to get it clean because I moved and I have to go back down and see Rob and Roger... but then someone knocks on the door and it is this guy in a pinkish-maroon shirt with some writing on it, I don't know what, and he is thin with dark short hair and says, "I've comes to rape you." and I'm like, um no thanks, and so then he leaves. and then someone else comes, I think Zoey from work, but It is a little foggy, but she throws down some change, pennies and dimes and stuff and says, I need you to do this call tag (which is a work thing, so maybe it was Zoey)... and in order to do it, it had to be done on a payphone and worked like text messages. But it wouldn't take my answer, and she had a lot of them, so I threw a huge hissy-fit and was so mad because I was going to miss my chance to go back and talk to Rob again...
and that is all I remember... and I am really surprised I remember that much.
It is true that this dream is really very strange Laney ! Mine are much simpler. Discussions with him and very supportive hugs, rather very nice I have to say ! But I think it's because I've been alone for a long time, I certainly retranscribed it in my dreams I think I have to get treatment ...
Post by violetsometimes on Apr 3, 2017 23:18:55 GMT 1
None of your friends or family even mentions you are wearing a Cure shirt anymore as you so often do, it's some kind of odd uniform.
You get phonecalls or texts when someone hears a Cure song because it reminds them of you/ you love them so much.
Perhaps most lovely is that most of your closest friends and partner you've met thanks to The Cure and a lot of your stories begin with we both loved The Cure!
-- As you realize 217 GB of the total of 250 GB available on your laptop are occupied by downloads of Cure videos, songs and interviews... -- As you swore you´d never hang a poster of anyone on your wall because that would feel stupid and then suddenly you look up and realize a photo of this band is hanging right in front of you... --- As you go watch and then save certain movies on your computer and start reading certain books only because Robert said in an interview he liked them... --- With the first money you ever earn you go buy all Cure records, two concert tickets and then spend the rest of printing out colored band photos... --- You pay 90 € and travel for 4 hours (although you´re actually travel sick) to see The Cure play live -- for only two songs --- ...
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When You can reply with the Cure song words in every situation, and no matter what situation You find Yourself in, there is a song with the Cure rolling in the back of the head...
The fitness center: “I really don’t know what I’m doing here”
When eating a late night snack: “it’s such a gorgeous sight to see You eat in the middle of the night”
When listening to other music than the Cure: “I don’t know whats going on”
I remember my last dream (quite a while ago) where Robert showed up. I was lucky enough to be at a meet and greet and he was there talking to a little kid, who was very cute and shy. The thing is, Robert was kitted out in a professional bicycle riding outfit, and was doing laps around the venue on his bike. No helmet though.
Seriously? First time I ever dreamed of Robert, I was at a train station [in my dream], looking for the person who used to be my favorite singer at the time, and suddenly someone addressed me asking if I was okay because I looked LOST and I turned and saw thus guy dressed in black and gray, in his fifties, and it took me a second to recognize him as Robert Smith. As I said yes, he bid me farewell and went away on this red bicycle. I can´t even imagine Robert on a bike in real life!!! Anyways, after that dream I started listening to The Cure (I´d only known a few songs before) and turned into a fan...