I had a dream about a woman that I knew at college.

Well, "knew her" is a bit strong.

We were kind of/sort of friendly with each other. We didn't hang out on Friday night or swapped stories about growing up but when we saw each other we made sure to say hello.

As with all my relationships (friends or otherwise) it was kind of wired.

I had seen her around campus for the first two years I went to school but we didn't speak until she got a job working the front desk at the dorm mail room.

She was a about five foot six.

She was from Chicago, IL.

Had bright, naturally curly red hair.

And always wore a black leather jacket.

After the ice had been broken by my package retrieval requests, she started to say hi in the dining commons. (Wow, just writing those two words made my heart stop). As usual when anybody showed an interest in me as a person it freaked me out because of my obesity (and still does even though I'm thin now) so I wasn't quite sure what to make of this female being friendly with me outside her job. But eating with her was better than eating alone (which is what I usually did after "Clay" moved out of the dorms and before Bart and I became roommates).

So, she ("Kathy") and I would occasionally run into each other in the DC and we'd say hi and sometimes eat together.

Now, again, this isn't to say that we were the best of friends.

We were acquaintances nothing more, nothing less.

But...

... I always had the feeling that she kind of liked me a little more than what I was willing to admit to myself.

I believe this because she and I kind of stopped being friendly after she met "Lisa."

See I met "Lisa" in the dorm that I lived in and when "Kathy" was become more friendly, it was about the time that I met "Lisa."

One day in the DC I had run into "Kathy." She and I were chatting up a storm while waiting in line to get our lunch.

We had gotten to the salad bar and were still talking when "Lisa" popped up and forced her way into the conversation. I was first introduced to "Lisa" just three days earlier and was quite surprised by her coming up to me and starting a conversation while 1 - I was talking to somebody else and 2- didn't really even know her.

But it was what it was and as "Lisa" pushed "Kathy" away physically and emotionally I didn't really notice because I was so infatuated with "Lisa."

I didn't see too much more of "Kathy" after that day in the DC.

We did continue to say hi to each other but didn't really talk again.

And that was what my dream was about.

The phasing out of this completely nice, out-going, beautiful woman for the pain and anguish I have suffered since. I mean that day in the DC was exactly like a scene in a movie when the temptress seduces the hero away from the "girl next door."

I wished I had stayed in contact with "Kathy."

But I never learned her name.