I dreamt that a mutual college friend of mine, Billy, and Quel's was getting married in Dallas. (Actually this friend did get married recently, but in St. Vincent.) I heard that one of my beaus from college would be there. I was very excited to get to talk to him, for he is quite elusive. (Elusive is not even the word in real life -- downright shady.) He would be coming with Billy to some place -- not sure if it was someone's house or what -- to chill out between the wedding and the reception. (Hmm, apparently I wasn't invited to the festivities.) I didn't tell him I'd be there, 'cause he was liable not to show up. (He's got 'avoiding' tendencies.)
So he comes through the door, and I was like, "Hey, boy!" He hesitated for a minute like he was gonna run, but thought better of it, and came on in the house. We sat and started talking and soon it felt just like old times.
In the course of the conversation, he told me was engaged, and then he made a gagging face. He said that he'd been engaged for a few years and that this May was THE date. He confessed that he just wasn't sure about it, but his family and everyone told him it was right. She was from his area; she would fit in with his life. I tried to subtly hint that he should follow his heart, and using the example of Quel and Billy, I talked about how it could work out just fine between and islander and an American.
My sister was there (all of a sudden) and he took a picture with his Polaroid Instamatic (random, right?) of her and me, and then one of me. As he shook the pics, I went to take a myspace picture of him and me (you know the kind where you hold the camera and photograph yourself) but my camera blinked that I was out of battery. (Even his image won't be captured!)
I excused myself for a moment and went to the other room to tell Quel how it was going. I was so excited because the guy and I were connecting like old times. She told me that each person could take a guest to the reception, and I should ask who he was taking. As soon as I returned to him, and mentioned the reception, he started getting nervous and gathering his things. And just like that, he was gone.
Sounds about right....