I + You = Me Ep. 2

I feel dizzy. Everything is blurry .

All I see is the purple night sky, stars , and a white barn owl standing at the top of a hill. The owl is turned away looking into the sky. At this point, the both of us look like we're staring into the night sky. However, it becomes clear to me that the owl is fixated on a something else. Something inside the sky draws the owl in.

"What is it that you want" asked the owl. "I see that you want something and you have a difficult time getting it. You have done everything you could, including crying about it, but you still look empty. What is it that you want?"

As I stare at the purple night sky, I reflected on everything in my life I could have possibly wanted. It wasn't my dream job, it wasn't my dream car, not even money, but love. Love was something that no matter what kept me sane. Love from him. I always seem to have self sabatoged myself from getting it. Quite honeslty, it just never seemed to work out.

"I want love. I have everything I could possibly need, but I can't seem to find him."

"You mean catch him?" The owl said.

I looked at the owl and wondered why he said, "catch" like he knew I was chasing him.

"I know. I've made it difficult for you two to stay together, but truly think about it. If you finally catch him, will it be worth it?" Like that, the figure in the sky that the owl was staring out, got bigger and brigher. It took the owl away and blinded me back to my bedroom.

Hi, my name is Vi.

I have these dreams that I really do not know if they are real or not. In these dreams there is a man. A man I feel like I've known many times in many lives. He's mysterious, dresses like he's a spy. It always feels like he is on a mission when we meet in the "dream." There is this longing for him I endure during the time we're away. When I finally see him, it feels rushed. He comes, we talk, he leaves. I can only wait for us to return to each other in my not so casual dreams.

Strangely enough, there is an owl. My last dream was the only time the owl spoke to me. I was very surprsied on what the owl said to me. There can't be anyway that any of this is real? Dreams can feel real. Very real.

I walk around my room and to my desk. Sit down and draw my dream. I do this after every dream so I can piece it all together. As of right now, all I know is that I miss him. Every dream I have, I imagine us closer and closer each time. Really immersing ourselves into each other and in the moment.

My cat Lo walks over to me, rubs against my legs. She is a black cat. Contrary to most stereotypes about black cats, I find her to be very magical and intruguing. She brings me happiness and a lot of great things have happened since I rescused her. Now that I think about it, I don't know if it was that much of a rescue. Lo was frolicking through the flower field and we sat next to each other. We kind of just undertsood each other. Ever since then, we've been best friends.

This owl is very hard to draw. It was so vague, but it's energy was important. The figure in the sky, what was it? It was blinding, but the owl flew into it like it was home. Was it?

I walk over to my window. Why am I up so late? For some reason, I cannot rememeber if the dream was in my head or was I really there. It just makes my head hurt. I need to lay down.

Now. Its 3:00 a.m.

I hear a rustle near the closet door. Right next to me is Lo. Sleeping peacefully. Another rustle happens. Sounds like an animal moving around in the closet. I walk towards the door to put a stop to the scary movie anticipation. I open it. A feather falls from the ceiling. On the ground next to my foot, I pick it up. It resembles the same type of feathers on the barn owl in my dream and now I'm for certain that I was really there. Maybe I was even really there with him.