January 11-12
My mom and I had decided to go to Toronto (but it didn't look like Toronto in the dream, weirdly -- also, no covid existed!) for a little getaway. We were going to this building that was part university, part museum, part zoo?, part aquarium. I've seen this building in my dreams before, but it's not something that exists in real life.
On the way to Toronto I kept getting snapchats from my ex boyfriend (who I've written about before - April-boy, the one who was too good to be true and then ghosted me which was also true in the dream). I kept ignoring them and not opening them because I was busy, but also because I was proving a point. Then he moved to texting me. Then emails. It was throughout the day but I noticed the texts and emails were angrier as they came in. I guess I had opened one of the snapchats, so he knew I was available but was blatantly ignoring him. Serves him right ;)
His messages were asking me to find a friend to mail a photo to that he found of them throughout the war (???? I've been watching too much Bridgerton tbh) and I remember the dream feeling SO SO real when I was looking through the photos and April-boy looked FOINE. (Better than Simon Hastings/Bassett tbh.) He'd been working *out*, that much was obvious. I was flattered he thought of me to send the photos because he knew finding people was something I was good at. But still, I knew he didn't really deserve my help and him getting this angry was really annoying.
I'd see his messages piling up throughout the day and the last snapchat I previewed was a super long message that started with him apologizing and ended with him saying "just read my emails" but I missed what was in between because I'm clumsy. When I went to open all the snaps, they were gone. I was pissed because I wanted to see what he was apologizing for... even in real life I never got "closure" or an apology or anything. His texts were just angry ones telling me to help him and it was important and to forget what he's done in the past. Begging me, basically. Also flattering. So I finally check my emails and see all these photos of him, his buddy, and some girls. I zoomed in on them - like a jealous girlfriend. They had nice bodies but I thought they were ugly. How rude of me ??? Like, I'm not his girlfriend and regardless of whether they're his friends or he's dating one of them or whatever, that's none of my business lol!?
Anyway I never stayed in dreamland long enough to find out if I actually helped him out or not, though I reckon I would have because it's something I think I'd do in real life.
My mom and I were having a grand old time at whatever you want to call this building. We went to an art gallery portion, to a museum part, spent some time at the aquarium... But at some point we got separated and I was wandering the halls of the university. I bumped into this guy who was reading my phone (as I was reading those emails from April-boy) and I kept getting severely weirded out by him. He wouldn't leave me alone. He kept standing very close, walking closer even when I moved away, and was much taller than me, so I felt trapped no matter what as he towered over me. If you need a reference, he looked like an uglier version of Jacob, the pervy janitor in Instant Family.
I was walk-running away from him as I bumped into two more guys who were on their way to class. I put them between me and this "Jacob" fella and was telling him to leave me alone and I don't need him reading my phone and he's being scary and creepy and begging him to stop. The guys I barricaded myself with realized I was in trouble and made him leave me alone, though I can't remember what they did. It was a fight or a threat or something. He left us, but he said something threatening before he left and then I thanked these guys for their help, yelled at bystanders for not helping me, and then went to go find my mom.
I was walking by a lounge area where there was a TV hung on the wall and the older news about the US capitol being stormed was playing with commentary about people finally being arrested. Just then, a car exploded. People flocked to the window to see and sure enough, someone's car had been obliterated. I looked down the hallway, and saw that the car belonged to one of the guys who helped me escape that guy. People were freaked out but a little bit at ease as we knew it was outside and someone's car and not the building. Then, it happened again on another corner of 'campus'. The other guy's car. Panic ensues everywhere. I start running to find my mom so we can get out and also so I could tell her what was happening and that I thought it was my fault. I run into him again. This time he's wearing a bomb vest and has two guns in his hands.
Then I woke up.
A lovely Tuesday morning......
I'm well-rested and not at all a ball of anxiety.
And also not at all pissed about dreaming of my ex!?
Haha! What a good day! :) <3 * A good mood. *
Please tell me you have some fucked up or really vivid dreams to tell me about?! DM ME!
xx ♡ S
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