Patent Pending

I was reading on Livejournal last night Rob's posts about being depressed over searching for a job now that he has graduated and the horrible nightmares he is having again. There was also a poem posted (he had posted a couple here and there when we first started seeing eachother, but in general, he always kind of talked shit about poetry), which I know better than to try to interpret. It was very abstract, as poems tend to be, and while I'm sure it's about my replacement, it was all over the map as far as tone and sentiment. Whatever. The dreams he said he's having are things involving exes and mistakes and while I know better than to think any of it means anything or changes anything regarding us or whether he is thinking about things, I did kind of want to tell him about that dream I had last week that put me in such a low place, but I wouldn't want it to sound like I'm just making it up or that I am imagining that it is me or my absence from his life (his doing) that is the cause of the sleep disturbances and their accompanying daylight unease.