I just woke up from a nap. I got home from work early, went to the grocery, and took a short nap on the couch before cooking my side dishes. I had another one of those dreams. I don't remember much of what went on or what exactly was said. He was in it. He appeared so happy. He told me a decision was made. When I woke up I knew. I knew what decision was made, why he was happy, why I was...well it doesn't it matter what I was. It's not like I didn't know this was going to happen eventually. He's been telling from the beginning that it was going to. He is happy and I am happy for him.
I don't know what it is about him. I don't know why out of ALL the people I've met or gotten to know recently, I have my "funny-strange" dreams about. And not in a gradual way like it normally is. It started within a few weeks of just talking in the office. It freaked me out. It still freaks me out. It terrifies me so much so that I've purposefully...well...there are walls and guards and a moat and a fire breathing dragon. I wasn't going to let myself go there.
There have been some dreams throughout the year that have remained unverified. Not all of them have been spot on. But I can remember at least 4 instances that I know for sure. I had the first dream the night of the company X-mas party last year. I had the second the night before his truck was broken into. I had the third the night before he found out he didn't do so well on an exam. I told him about the dreams that night. I thought maybe I was over it because I hadn't had another one for a long ass time. Then I had the forth dream the night before that stuff happened at work.
Okay, I thought no more work, no more dreams. Its been almost two months since that last dream, but now...now this one...If it is what I think, then these dreams related to him will stop. If it is what I think, then he has someone to worry about him. I don't dream about people who are taken cared of. It's not my place to, it actually never was to begin with...I have to keep reminding myself of that. It's going to stop. It HAS to stop.
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