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I just can't let it go...

Someone jokingly just said that they had a dream about me. I don't like this. I don't like not having control over whose dreams I pop into...or even worse...not having control over what I do in these dreams. I'm uncomfortable with this. For instance...someone who used to work here had a dream that a certain someone was "pleasing" (mind you, this is a family blog) another certain someone in the copy room. Gross. See what I mean? What if someone had a dream like that about me? I don't want to be you-know-what on someone I don't like! Now I'm paranoid. I know I've had those dreams that seem really great while they're happening, but then I wake up and I'm a little uncomfortable with what I dreamt of. Then there's the whole one-sided awkwardness when you next see that person. The more I think about this, the more disconcerting it is. And it doesn't always have to be on a sexual level. If someone had a dream that I went bowling with them, I'd be so mad! I HATE bowling! Bowling sucks. I don't want someone to make me do something I hate or something that completely goes against who I am...like eating meat or wearing heels or something random like that. Dreams are so strange. They seem to tap into some inner-psyche that we normally don't access on an everyday level. Sometimes they make easy logical sense and sometimes they don't. They take all that we are thinking about, and mix 'em up into some kind of tossed salad of a dream. I know this is silly, but I can't help but be paranoid and obsess over it.