My dreams are normally non-existent. Sometimes I dream about my favorite J-Rock idol, Gackt. But those are usually brief and fade as soon as I wake up. Other times I dream about people from the past.
Just this morning, I dreamt about my old high school friend Steven. The dream was a really really long one. It picked up where it left off every time I gained some conciousness and dozed back to sleep. I haven't seen him in about 10 years and every now and then, I wonder what happened to him. If there was anyone in my past that I really wished to see living happily, it would be him. He always seemed somewhat eager to dive into things regardless of the consequences. I think he honestly just wanted to belong and be happy because home life was tough. He seemed like a lost puppy dog (he would probably kill me if he heard me say that, haha).
High school really was a different time. A lot of people don't ever seem to recover from it. I hope that when I do see Steven on the street one of these days, I will see him with his wife, child and a big smile on his face. :^_^: