You dreampt that you and Phillip were at the University of Maryland, going to some sort of reading or concert or something that was in an opera hall except that it was designed like Bauhaus or an Escher drawing. On the walls there were animated books that turned into butterflies, and had a Dr. Suess quality to them, they moved, they flew. You thought it was stupid for a university to have such a childish motif and that this is why there is such an education gap. The hall had a few tiers. You were on the top tier and it wasn't like a normal tier, the stairs were scary as fuck like a catwalk. You looked out towards the stage and down to the orchestra seating and were terrified. Normally, you just grab on to the balustrade or rails or walk backwards when your acrophobia kicks in, but this time, as Phillip began to lead you out to out your seats, you were so scared that you ran back up the stairs and threw yourself on the floor, spread eagle, to feel more secure. Phillip came up after you and didn't try to make you go out to the seats again. You tried to imagine how you could crocodile your way out to the seats, but never went. Phillip sat next to you at the top of the stairs and it was okay.
Phillip told you last night that there are changes happening in his life. that you might get to sleep next to him for the rest of your life. you are scared of falling again. but he'll stay with you. he won't let you live in fear, won't push too hard. older and wiser and tempered.
