I had a dream last night where I got a job that paid well and all I had to do was hang out at the beach all day and give people free sunglasses and it was great. Then I woke up and had to put on my scrubs for real work and it’s also freezing in here.
I had an absolutely horrid dream last night.
So before I went to bed I was talking to my boyfriend on the phone and we were talking about how he should work out more and get a job until things start looking better with his “professional metal drummer dream” and it eventually led to him saying that sometimes he feels like we’re just not compatible because we don’t agree on everything and whatnot and how if I were to break up with him all the sudden for whatever reason he would probably try working on his appearance and personality to seem attractive again and then he said something like how after a few months he would maybe try getting me back. He would MAYBE try getting me back. After MONTHS. That part just killed me.
Anyways, onward to the dream. For the past few months my dreams have felt extremely real, and the memorable ones stick in my mind after I wake up, and sometimes for a little while I will have a hard time determining if it actually happened or not just because it was SO real.
So my dream started where I had fallen asleep last night after talking to my boyfriend on the phone (my friend actually called me after I was done talking to him, so that was one of my clues that it wasn’t real). A couple hours of sleep and all the sudden I’m woken up by my phone ringing and my boyfriend’s ringtone playing. When I answer he says he’s been thinking and then breaks up with me. Over the phone. And then he just hangs up. So I try calling him back maybe 6 times and then give up and text him saying haha very funny…yet no reply. Then I don’t hear from him for a whole week. He even put in the effort to go on facebook with his extreme dialup speed to change his relationship status to single Any way that I try getting ahold of him, it doesn’t work. After one of my work days I even tried driving over to his house, but that day he just happened to not be home. Then after it’s been a couple weeks since the over-phone break-up, I get home one day from work and go on facebook to find that “Alex Jankowske went from being Single to In a Relationship” with maybe a dozen likes and a few comments saying things like “FINALLY,” “Upgrade!!” “It’s about time!!” and “sooo much better.” Stricken with grief, I didn’t even think to check and see who liked the update or try investigating to see who the new girl was…but apparently there were tons of people that thought they made a much better couple than him and me, and he had apparently known her for a while, AND people had been wanting them to go out for a while. I don’t remember much more of the dream after that.
After I woke up from my dream I probably went a good 3 hours before I realized it was just a dream. I woke up, drove to work, and spent a few hours there before I pieced together all the clues that meant it was just a dream. The only reason I didn’t cry in the car was because I didn’t want to have even more trouble seeing out my windshield, but oh my gosh was I depressed. Luckily my coworkers didn’t ask me what was wrong or anything, and hopefully they didn’t notice my expressions since everyone was already busy doing their thing.
But yeah. Freaking realistic.
So in my dream I went to go pick him up from his house to go see the movie but it was storming and my cruiser got stuck in the driveway so we just went into his house and it was huge on the inside and we went down to the roomy furnished basement and he started a fire in the fireplace and we sat on the love seat and he started playing a sweet melody on his guitar while singing and I just kind of melted with my head on his shoulder and it was so perfect.
What am I going to do…
I hate when I have to wake up from a very good dream, or even just a dream that was very interesting. After I wake up, I’ll never know what was going to happen next. It was my brain developing the dream, I was the one creating it, but I’ll never know.
I had a dream last night that explains where Big White (my koi fish) went.
In my dream, I was wandering around in the weeds in my backyard when all the sudden I saw something white running around, so I crouched down to get a better view, and then I witnessed my koi running around with its new legs and then it jumped into a hole in the ground.
There you go.
but I’ve always wanted to own one of them wheel-chair dogs.
So it was the night of graduation, and our class was going to Vegas to party afterwards. There were two planes, and we had to sign up for which one we were going to go on. For whatever reason, Alex and I were on separate planes. When we all got to Vegas, Alex’s plane landed first, and they waited for the other plane, that I was on. When the other plan landed, everyone got off, but everyone looked extremely sad. Alex kept asking where I was, and eventually someone told him that I was dead. Then they explained how I died in labor and I was going to have twins. The weird part was how I never looked pregnant and never had I time to actually become pregnant in the first place…but oh well. Alex was extremely depressed and waited in the airport for them to carry out my body but he never saw them do it, but he did see them walk out with my folded clothes for whatever reason. So apparently I was not only dead at this point, but I was also naked. Eventually after a lot of depression and bawling and being a loner, he decided to shave his head, dress completely different, and walk back to Michigan to go on crazy adventures by himself. At some other point I came to him as a spirit and he was talking to me but after a little while I told him I had to go and he was like, “wait, so I’ll never get to talk to you ever again?!” and I just said I had to go now and drifted away…and he started bawling again.