Post by devogirl on Nov 22, 2005 23:03:35 GMT -5
I just got this email today from a dear, dear friend:
"Not last night, but the night before, after we got off the phone I went to sleep. Somewhere amidst the dreaming, I dreamt that I met a rollerboy. Yes, a blonde haired roller boy. I was racing him down the street in my own version of a non wheelchair, type of contraption, where I was only using my arms to propel myself forward. Anyway, we came to a curb where I put my feet out to stop myself, but he gently turned up the wheelchair ramp. We stopped, he introduced himself with outstretched arm, and as I was meeting him all I could think was, I have to introduce him to you. And in my half asleep, half conscious state, I OBSESSED over how I had to introduce you."
This girl, my dear friend, is not a devotee, I'm sure she never thought twice about guys in wheelchairs before she met me. But now she's even dreaming about guys for me ;D I didn't realize my paraphelia could be contagious!
"Not last night, but the night before, after we got off the phone I went to sleep. Somewhere amidst the dreaming, I dreamt that I met a rollerboy. Yes, a blonde haired roller boy. I was racing him down the street in my own version of a non wheelchair, type of contraption, where I was only using my arms to propel myself forward. Anyway, we came to a curb where I put my feet out to stop myself, but he gently turned up the wheelchair ramp. We stopped, he introduced himself with outstretched arm, and as I was meeting him all I could think was, I have to introduce him to you. And in my half asleep, half conscious state, I OBSESSED over how I had to introduce you."
This girl, my dear friend, is not a devotee, I'm sure she never thought twice about guys in wheelchairs before she met me. But now she's even dreaming about guys for me ;D I didn't realize my paraphelia could be contagious!
