I decided, this morning, that it was time to watch The Lion King again.
Well, this was different. It was the first time I watched it since I joined
NA in November, 1998. And more importantly, the first time I watched it
since I admitted to myself that I loved NALA. I fell asleep almost immediatly
after it ended. They say dreams are weird when you are under the weather,
and although I don't share most dreams, I think I just might share this
one before I forget it all. I saw her eyes, looking right into me. She
gave the slightest hint of a smile. I was getting weaker. I felt like I
was shrinking. I was getting smaller. No! No! "I'm barely big enough for
NALA the way it is!" I thought to myself. I felt Smaller, smaller, smaller,
smaller, smaller. It seemedlike I was being pulled into her eyes. And then
I fell into them. I was falling, falling, still falling. I fell into her
trap, exept for me it wasen't really a trap, and I wasen't being drawn
in against my own will. I wanted to take the fall. I felt like I was plummeting
into NALA's soul. Minuets went by. Time continued marching. I finally landed
in a light-golden grass, painless. This didn't feel like grass, it felt
like NALA's fur. Had I landed in her soul? Ther was a warm feeling. Not
a type of warm that would make you sweat, but a cozy warm. Kind of like
going into your heated house on a subzero day. I could feel NALA's presence.
I coulden't see or hear her, but I could feel her on all sides of me. I
felt almost jealous. "What's so great about Simba?" or "Why can't NALA
love me?" I thought. No, it felt imossible to get angry, NALA was everywhere.
It was a very fuzzy feeling. She sure was making me tired. I felt like
falling onto that fur that I was walking on. I looked for a comfortable spot, but then I
realized that every spot was comfortable. So I just sat down. I felt so tired. I could still feel NALA all around me, I knew nothing could do me harm. So I went to sleep, just went to sleep.
Thank you for listening.