Dreams have always been interesting to me. The fact that my subconscious is telling stories while I am sleeping is just … weird.
I was so interested in the stories our subconscious tell that when I was in high school and worked on the school newspaper, I had an entire column devoted to dream analysis. Each month students would send in their dreams for me to analyze and publish. Cheesy? Yes. Humiliating? Maybe for some, but I enjoyed it. The other editors made fun of me for it, but I didn’t care. Now, almost 15 years later and I am still interested in dreams and sleep patterns.
As of this year I have been extremely intrigued by sleep patterns and have even been tracking my sleep with an app on my phone – but that is a post for a different day. I promise!
Today, I’m talking about a dream I had last Thursday night. I just have to get it on paper before it vanishes from my mind.
This particular dream included two of my ex-boyfriends. Yes, TWO!
Alright, I digress. The dream…
I had a dream that I ran into Cy’s best friend and we exchanged some pleasant, “Hi, how are you?” conversation before the conversation turned serious. His friend casually mentioned that Cy felt terrible for what he did to me, and that he would talk about how he missed me right after we broke up. Of course this made me angry (all in my dream of course) and I blew up at his friend, "How could he miss me? How could he be so cruel? So selfish? He’s bleeping married (again) now!"
That’s really all I remember about that part of the dream. Maybe there isn’t anything else, I’m not sure. I can’t remember anymore.
Then the second dream about Nick (both dreams in the same night!) and we were together, but he had proposed. I had said yes, but didn’t really mean it. I didn’t want to marry him, but I didn’t want to hurt his feelings either.
A week before the wedding we hadn’t sent out any invitations and only a few friends and family members knew about our upcoming wedding. I knew I had to call it off, but just couldn’t bring myself to hurt him like that. On the day of the wedding he had decorated the diner (yes, a diner!) with his high school graduation decorations and when I walked into the restaurant and saw “Class of 2004!” draped everywhere I knew that I had to do it. I had to call it off. This was ridiculous.
That is all I remember.
Weird, right??! Why would I be dreaming about running into my ex-boyfriend’s best friend and possibly marrying another one? Hopefully this is my subconscious’ way of telling me that neither of these guys were the ones for me and that the right one is on his way! The right one is just being held up… That’s what I like to think anyway. That is along the lines of what I would have said back when I was writing the EHS Scroll’s dream analysis column.
Do you remember your dreams? Do you think they have any special meaning?