part II

The details escape me, the way dreams do.
But I do remember. 

In the dream, I woke up.

I was in a dorm, it was a bright morning, the shutters were all open and there was bustling activity. People were all around, chatting, laughing, a few girls on the bed there, some guys standing by the windows here, some walking with a toothbrush in hand and a little pail of toiletries. There were maybe 20 beds in the room?

I was in the far corner, near the windows. I was trying to get back to sleep. I didn't know anyone else in the room. I didn't feel like talking to anyone just yet. I wanted to wait until the crowd left the room.

I closed my eyes. Trying to shut out the noise around me.

I opened my eyes. The girl in the next bed stopped talking to her friends and turned around to me. She followed my gaze. I was looking to the opposite end of the room. The far corner, the furthest from me. He was there, fast asleep.

She looked at him too.

"He's a really good guy, you know."

I kept silent. I quickly looked away and looked down at my hands and I got a little fidgety. She went on, looking away with a smile on her face, as if talking to herself.  

"He used to do a lot for me. We had some good times together. Not anymore, and its sad but that's just the way it goes."

I was still silent. But I managed to look up at her. This time she looked straight at me. Her face showed no expression. She chose her words carefully.

"He may have made mistakes. Everyone does. But he's really a good guy. Just thought you should know."

And then a sadness crept into her face, all traces of her smile disappeared. Her eyes were downcast. 

We were silent for a while.

Then she turned back to her friends and left me alone to my thoughts.