Dreams

Well I have been having a lot of dreams lately that I actually remember. Most of the time I don't. I wake up refreshed and everything is just a blur from the night. But for some reason I have been having weird dreams that don't seem to relate to anything that happened during the day. But who knows.

The night before last I had a weird dream where I was in my "parents" house. I put that in quotes because it wasn't really there house they have in real life. It was just that way in the dream. There was some kind of party going on. Like it was a family get together. But none of these people were acutally in my family in real life either. And it was a barbecue. It was raining a lot of the time. And for some reason, Matthew Perry, Chandler from Friends, was there. Now I have always thought he was really hot. So of course I gravitated to him in the dream. We hooked up and had sex and were making out. But then I would wake up. I would go to the bathroom or roll over and the dream would start again. And the next time we were having sex on the floor in the living room. And everyone is asleep. Then I would wake up again. And when I would go back to sleep Matthew and I were having sex in the pool with everyone around and they are swimming and everything. Then I would wake up again. And then back to the dream and this time we were having sex in the pool again, but it was raining and we were the only ones in it.

Like I said weird. But I did wake up in a good mood. I did have a lot of sex in the dream. And like I said I thought he was hot.

Then last night I had a dream that my husband is trying to kill me. It is a lot like the Soprano's. They are actually in the dream. But at the beginning my husban and I are like in college and staying in apartments next to each other because he moved out. Then I move out of that place because I am afraid of him. And as I am packing my car he comes out and shoots me in the head. But I don't die. I am able to get away. Then he thinks I am dead and I try to come back without him recognizing me. I had to go back and get my 2 kids, a boy and a girl. For a while he doesn't reconginze me. We are hanging out all the time and he doesn't realize it is me. Then we are all watching tv with the Soprano's, and I see this look in his eye, like he knows who I am , but isn't sure. I rush to the bathroom to get away. I am trying to figure out a way to get to the kids and get them out. But I don't and my husband breaks down the door and knows its me and kills me in front of my kids.

So this time I woke up feeling a little less in a good mood.

Oh well.

See you in the moonlight.