one of the things I miss

i dreamt that jeremy and i caught a large squid type creature in a team-like underwater fashion.

he pounced on it and grabbed a hold of the "neck" while i encased the body in a bag until we could close the bag together. i was afraid that the suction cups on its tentacles would glom onto my face and poison me, but they turned out to be harmless. we had just jumped into the water and were wearing street clothes, so it created a very exhilarating effect to triumph over this creature in a unified and spontaneous effort.

we exchanged self-satisfied and happy looks over the bag with the vanquished creature in it before resurfacing.

Our plan was to eat it for a gourmet dinner. that's one of the things I miss most about our life together. the last minute elaborate ideas we would sometimes have about dinner. the adventure dinners we had over the years- on saturdays at home, or on any day camping, roadtripping, or travelling abroad.

i learned to stop being a food-hating anorexic by eating experimental intimate meals with jeremy.