Yesterday morning I had an odd dream. I was somewhere at a cozy lodge-type place. I discovered Elton John was staying there. I managed to gradually work my way near him and eventually, using my charms, I was able to start talking to him. I began confiding in him. I don’t remember what was said, but as with most of my dreams, I don’t remember details, but just how it felt.
Somewhere in this dream I began a strange physical closeness with him that was romantic, tender and incredible. I felt like I was falling in love with him and he felt the same about me. ( I know, I know, he’s gay, and not so handsome, but hey, this is a dream!) We spent a lot of time nuzzling and cuddling. It was sensual, and felt the way it does when you fall in love with someone, how the world is wayyy out there, and you and him are wrapped up in your own little cocoon.
When the time came to leave, I knew it would all end. I desperately wanted this relationship with him to continue and I tried to get his personal email, but he had this intrusive female assistant who kept trying to keep me from getting it. She was being evasive and didn’t want to help me. She acted as though I would try to stalk him and be a pain in his ass. I don’t think she knew we had a ‘thing’ going on. I think he eventually gave me his personal email behind her back.
I think the reason I dreamed this is a few days ago I was playing one of his songs and, considering I was an absolute Elton John FREAK when I was a teenager, I didn’t even know he recorded it. It’s called “Emily“. Hmmm, I wonder? (Click on the ‘Emily’ link and then after the song starts playing, hit your back button to return to my blog and listen to the song while you continue to read.)
I woke up. I miss him. :–(