Dreams plus John and Yoko

7-23-05
7:10 p.m.

Just ran out of batteries for my CD player. Also just saw a street sign in the middle of a field. Highly amusing.
We’re spending the night in Grand Forks, North Dakota. I wonder what it’s like to live in North Dakota; I guess I will find out. I will be in Canada at this time tomorrow. Weird thought.
I’ve been thinking about [anonymous] a lot lately. What I can’t figure out is why. I haven’t even seen him in, like, a year. So why the dreams? I dream [his sister] is off somewhere with her [boyfriend], and [he] and I walk onto their front porch; each of us has a glass of ice water. We sit on their deck furniture and sip our waters for awhile in silence, until I turn to him and ask if he’s ever been kissed. He says no, and I tell him that that’s good, because you should love the first person you kiss. He says nothing. Another sip of water, and we begin a conversation regarding human fear of emotion and being afraid to tell someone you love them. You shouldn’t be afraid of this, I say, because if they can’t deal with it then they’re not worth the trouble. I set down my water glass, and the next thing I know, he’s kissing me. No, kissing is the wrong word; it’s more like snogging. I don’t know if I understand – or want to understand – this dream.
We crossed the border into North Dakota at 7:19 p.m. I wrote as we traveled, and Lindsey (a.k.a. Lindz, Molly’s 13-year-old sister) took a picture of a billboard that said nothing but “Be Nice.” A few more billboards like that, and maybe the world would be a slightly better place, like when John and Yoko did the “Happy X-Mas” billboards. I miss you, John.