Perhaps it's because I have not been feeling very well the past days (some flu-like symptoms...and tonsilitis, darn, what else is new?)...
I took TheraFlu and immediately did a rollercoaster from Stage 1 to REM sleep. I used to keep a diary for these things. Weird, huh? But I was into dream analysis at one point (not the hard-core kind though) and so that helped me unlock some of the subliminal secrets of my cerebral flights.
This one's pretty disturbing.
In a nutshell...
I marry my ex. Then I suddenly realize that I don't want to be with him, and that I can't do anything because I have already committed myself to the guy. Next scene, I am crying my heart out saying that it's Aldred (my real husband) that I want to marry and spend forever with. Then I talk to my dad telling him I want to separate and go for Aldred, who I initially turned down in the dream. I start calling Aldred's phone only to find out that his phone is with me and that I have no way of contacting him to explain my side and hopefully get married to him. I remember feeling very scared that it might be too late. I scream and wail in my dream...
I remember a few years ago, I had the same dream. I was running away from the altar and from this loser guy. I kept running away in my wedding dress, crying out Aldred's name.
Now, I just breathe a sigh of relief. I wake up with my face resting on Aldred's chest. My husband. The one I chose to marry. Ghosts from the past may haunt me once in a while. But I'm in a safe place now. Where they cannot touch me.
