My Baby

Dear Journal,

I can't sleep...My dreams are becoming a real problem lately. Intense would be a good word to describe them...

SOOO, I thought you all might like to see my baby. I'll warn you she's beautiful...WA-BAM!

I know, she's gorgeous right? She's a 67' Mustang Fastback, featuring one of the first big block engines a 390ci, double exhaust, custom rims, decals, and even a full leather interior. The back seats are a little uncomfortable, but it'll get me from point A to point B in one hell of a hurry--and in style.

...Alright, now I'm just stalling...

I've had a crap day...Hell, I still don't even know what to make of it...Everything was going fine, classes were good, I sealed that lease on my new condo. (I'll have moved in by the end of the week.)

I'll spill then.
I met this girl...

Okay, Okay, look. I'm sure you're all like: "Awwww, isn't that sweet!"...But, it's not as stereotypical as that. She's been watching me after practice, so I decided I'd go and talk to her, you know, be friendly.

I asked her out for coffee, things were going okay, then suddenly....I started having these, weird, flashbacks?...No. Visions?...I don't know, they didn't make any sense...

Like snow flakes resting on her face...Her laughter echoing through a snow covered forest....Warm cocoa with chocolate on the bottom of the mug.

Even now, the thought of it makes my head hurt...For some reason when I'm near her, I get these sensations...(Hey. Don't get any wrong ideas...Although she is beautiful...)

Like tastes, smells, things I've felt. Or--I think I've felt.

Anyway, I tried asking her out for coffee...I mean--with everyone treating me so differently lately, I'm kind of alone and she's been showing some real interest in me.Hell she even offered me her own water bottle to help hydrate me after I told her I was getting a head-ache...

It was sweet.

Then she told me: "Vincent...You have to stay away from me. It's just better if you stay away from me and stop ... trying to be in my life."

So, I said: "How could you know if my life was better without you in it, if you're not even willing to try?"

(Cute, I know right?...)

But the thing is, when she left me, I felt like we had already had this discussion before...I got a little dizzy, my eyes stung with tears...And I'm not sure what heart-break feels like; admittedly I've never had a serious girlfriend, but the feeling I had when I got into my car afterword, I'm pretty sure was close to it.

I've never met this girl. Hell, I could barely recall her name. (It's Robin, by the way.)

Something weird is going on here and I'm pretty sure she's involved somehow. I'm going to find out what it is, and get to the bottom of it.

I'll keep you informed,
Cheers,
-Vincent