Dream One
[Background: whenever I get home, I avoid social interaction for like a week. So I was nearing the end of my social hiatus and decided to take some catalogs to some ladies who work at a physical therapy center. I went up to the doors but they had just closed so I was walking away when this guy who owns the place walks out and asks me if I needed anything. I just politely said I could come back another time. It wasn’t that big of a deal, but he was insistent and was all “DO you need to schedule an appointment?” And then I said “No, I don’t need physical therapy.” LOL it gets better. He then introduced himself, and I responded with, “okay?” So he waved at me to come over to him, and I finally explained that some of the ladies who work there had bought Scentsy, and I just wanted to give them the new catalogs. It was horrifying.]
But last week I had a dream in which I was having a very similar conversation with a guy but guess who it was?
And, guess what? He was totally into my socially awkward personality and asked me to get a drink with him. A drink with Mr. Darcy; hells yes. I think he put his hand on my arm. He was wearing a white shirt and everything. It was glorious.
Dream Two
My Dad and I were driving to college, and my stuff was flying out of the bed of his truck. We pulled over at a gas station and went inside. Then we realized someone was after us. The store thought we were the bad guys, but saw that the other guy had a gun. The gunman told us not to move but I sneaked up on him and tackled him from underneath the counter at the register.
My dad yelled at me for jumping on him, but I got him to the ground and got his gun. Then the police pulled up and all was well. I had the feeling it was a conspiracy though because we called mom on her pregnancy hotline phone (because apparently I knew in my dream that our home number was no longer existent even though I had dialed it) to try to tell her to seek safety. Who knows what was going to happen next, but I saved the day by tackling the bad guy with the gun. It was epic.
Dream Three
I was taking a nap and I dreamed that my roommate had brought someone from my rugby team over to rearrange our rooms. I kept asking her why she thought we needed to rearrange our rooms because I thought she liked our arrangement. So this girl kept taking things out of my closet and moving them.
Then I got out of bed (in my dream) and went downstairs to find that I was not in my dorm. Everyone was laughing at me and telling me that I didn’t know where I was. So I said “Yeah! Where the hell am I?” But then I realized I was in a farmhouse and there were people from my church group there. I looked outside and it was snowing. Then I just booked it outside to escape. I was running from a friend of mine, but she was gaining on me so I just jumped up and flew away. I couldn’t stop going higher and higher; the farmhouse kept getting further away, but then I woke up.