Of men and gentlemen...

I just wonder, do you ever think of me anymore...Ne-yo

It's so surprising how some people all of a sudden turn into your enemy. One minute you have a budding relationship, possibly even sex, great sex even and the next thing, there's this rivalry, enemity, so much so they don't even respond to your email, or text message, or wonder if you're still alive.

I only say this because I had a dream about Victor last night. I dreamt we were platonic sharing the same loft and he was painstakingly rearranging the place for our co-dwelling. He moved stuff around to make sure I got my space and he got his and it took a while. He kept asking me where he needed to put stuff, etc. This is not modern day Victor either, this is Victor, circa the dreads, which I completely missed, so I am wondering why that particular Victor era came to mind. We talked about life in Lagos and what the social life is like, he had on a suit 'cos he had a dinner event to go to in a couple of hours. Even with the dreads on a suit, he looked dashing! We just talked which we wouldn't normally do in real life.

It was a dream that made no sense except to call to mind a few things, one is the fact that I have sent Victor a couple of emails, very platonic emails and he's failed to respond, not even a peep; and two, is the fact that men can be just as petty, childish and grudge-bearing as women, sometimes even worse. If this were a woman she would cave in right about the second email, but men, never and they just leave you wondering when did the fight happen, and what was it about?