Lately I've been having very vivid dreams. I get emotionally invested in what's happening and it feels like it's real. It's starting to freak me out. Last night I dreamt that I found out the reason why I haven't been losing any weight. It turns out I was pregnant. (Gasp! Me? Pregnant? Not possible.) I apparently had been sleeping with this faceless, nameless man (again...Gasp!) and now we were going to have a bebe. Due to the upcoming arrival, we had to get married. I don't think I even liked the guy! Not even as a friend! It was dreadful. There was all this chaos...we were going to have a baby shower, but not a bridal shower...and my family and friends were all meeting his family and friends and it was just really uncomfortable. People weren't magically clicking. They weren't seeing eye to eye on certain issues. Basically, my side of peeps were on a different level than his peeps. There was awkward tension about the situation. I was really uncomfortable with what was happening. Then on top of everything, I started to freak out about the fact that I now (again) had to give up all the substances I like to pretend I'm addicted to (i.e. coffee, alcohol, caffeine...among other things). And I was thinking I just got that stuff back! And now I have to give it up?! Again?! And for 9 months?! This is preposterous! Talk about a horrible dream! I woke up in the morning and I had one of those reality check moments. Thinking about it...I guess there are many real issues that I'm dealing with that lead to the compilation of events in my dream...I'm obsessed with the fact that I didn't lose any weight on the friggin' South Beach Diet, the fight for gay marriage in Massachusetts has been circling my mind, we just had a bridal shower for my sister (in which there was a lot of preparation for), and just last night on The Bachelorette, Meredith met her 4 remaining guys' friends and families (Lanny's mom was scary...all that the rest of America is afraid of about Texans was confirmed true in last night's episode). So yes...I guess there is rationale for my dream...but seriously, still, it was freaky. All I say is thank God it was only a dream.
Posted by Mollie Gamo at February 12, 2004 06:17 PM | TrackBackLast night I dreamed that I went out with Lanny and he was a really good kisser. Freakin' tv infiltrating our brains! I also dreamed Billy Burke hugged me and wouldn't let go, but that was part of a conversation I had with my friend Wil that I won't get into!
Posted by: Kathy at February 15, 2004 02:09 PM