Back in highschool I used to make montages for everything. I would carry a camera around with me and tape everything I could and then I’d go home and “edit” the footage with two VCRs.

Last night I had another dream. In the dream, I had remembered that for one of my birthdays all of my friends planned a huge appreciation event. It was a big surprise and everyone was dressed up in prom-ware except me because I wasn’t told to dress up. If I had been told I would’ve realized that something was up. So the night was filled with eating, laughing and presentations.

After recalling that this took place I also remembered that I had made a montage for the night. The montage was short and to the point until the end. She was the focus of the last half of the video and since the evening was dedicated to me it was essentially her telling me what she thought of me, telling me how she felt about me and telling me all the good and all the bad.

I woke up in such a great mood.

On the way to work a song came on that seemed to capture our real and true situation.

“Tell Her This” – Del Amitri

Tell her not to go
I ain’t holding on no more
Tell her something in my mind freezes up from time to time

Tell her not to cry
I just got scared that’s all
Tell her I’ll be by her side, all she has to do is call, all she has to do is call

Tell her the chips are down
I drank too much and shouted it aloud
Tell her something in my heart
Needs her more than even clowns need the laughter of the crowd

Tell her what was wrong
I sometimes think to much
But say nothing at all
And tell her from this high terrain, I am ready now to fall, i am ready now to fall

Tell her not to go
I ain’t holding on no more
Tell her nothing if not this; all I want to do is kiss her

Tell her something in my mind
Freezes up from time to time.