nineblondes
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In my dream last night I was arranged to be married to my ex-girlfriend. I think we had sex, too, but I'm not sure. It was one of those dreams with dream-like qualities where I was aware of things happening or having happened but retained no actual experiential evidence of those things. I had knowledge of the events but no memory of them.
So I was in this room and my father left the room with my ex. It was one of those dreams where I never saw her face but I knew it was her. And the moment my father and my ex left my ex's brother entered through another door. Her brother and I are actually pretty good friends still, both in real life and in the dream. He was there to show me his new glasses.
His new glasses were way too big for him because the glasses' frame's size and shape were identitcal to those novelty oversized goofy clown sunglasses you buy on the boardwalk to shut up your kid, only my friend's were high quality tortoise shell frames with prescription lenses and no shade.
He was just standing there smiling when his mother came in through a third door. She had to work the night shift so she left in a hurry.
My father and my ex came back into the room and she was wearing an engagement ring. My father is happily married to my mother so between process of elimination and that special dreamsense I already described it was obvious that she was now my fiancée.
I don't remember much in the way of detail beyond all that. Maybe we ate dinner or went bowling. Or like Mitch Hedberg suggests, maybe I started building a go cart with my old landlord. Either way, one obvious interpretation involves me being a pretty permanent part of my ex's family.
In real life, as I noted, her brother is a good friend. She and I still work with each other at my father's company and have remained friends, although she has no idea I used to load gay erotica on my PDA and once I heard her breathing slow and her snoring start I would launch these steamy stories and jerk off gently with her sleeping right next to me almost every single night after not having sex with each other. And her mother comes into work all the time to visit and chat it up. Plenty of times I end up out to dinner with her family.
I guess I'm already a pretty permanent part of my ex's family. Nevertheless, I woke up disturbed and sweating a little and with a quickened heartbeat. The dream, once I was awake, had all the resulting trimmings of a nightmare when my cell phone started ringing. It was my ex-girlfriend. I was late for work and in a funny voice much deeper than her own she scoldingly told me "You'd better get in here," and hung up.
So I was in this room and my father left the room with my ex. It was one of those dreams where I never saw her face but I knew it was her. And the moment my father and my ex left my ex's brother entered through another door. Her brother and I are actually pretty good friends still, both in real life and in the dream. He was there to show me his new glasses.
His new glasses were way too big for him because the glasses' frame's size and shape were identitcal to those novelty oversized goofy clown sunglasses you buy on the boardwalk to shut up your kid, only my friend's were high quality tortoise shell frames with prescription lenses and no shade.
He was just standing there smiling when his mother came in through a third door. She had to work the night shift so she left in a hurry.
My father and my ex came back into the room and she was wearing an engagement ring. My father is happily married to my mother so between process of elimination and that special dreamsense I already described it was obvious that she was now my fiancée.
I don't remember much in the way of detail beyond all that. Maybe we ate dinner or went bowling. Or like Mitch Hedberg suggests, maybe I started building a go cart with my old landlord. Either way, one obvious interpretation involves me being a pretty permanent part of my ex's family.
In real life, as I noted, her brother is a good friend. She and I still work with each other at my father's company and have remained friends, although she has no idea I used to load gay erotica on my PDA and once I heard her breathing slow and her snoring start I would launch these steamy stories and jerk off gently with her sleeping right next to me almost every single night after not having sex with each other. And her mother comes into work all the time to visit and chat it up. Plenty of times I end up out to dinner with her family.
I guess I'm already a pretty permanent part of my ex's family. Nevertheless, I woke up disturbed and sweating a little and with a quickened heartbeat. The dream, once I was awake, had all the resulting trimmings of a nightmare when my cell phone started ringing. It was my ex-girlfriend. I was late for work and in a funny voice much deeper than her own she scoldingly told me "You'd better get in here," and hung up.