Thursday, January 20, 2011

Strange Dreams

I had a really bizarre dream last night. It was bizarre both regarding content, and in the fact that I actually remember it. I rarely remember my dreams; I don't know if that's because I don't dream, or because my mind just doesn't work that way. Anyway, without further ado...

I remember that my fiancé and I were at dinner. It was one of those places that can only exist in dreams, because when you go over the logic of it, there's no way to find a correlation in real life. We were going to dinner in a sandwich place, but the "sandwiches" simultaneously reminded me of regular sandwiches, crêpes, and pizza puffs--don't ask me what was in it because I can't tell you! Oh yeah, and apparently in this restaurant everyone shared everything. My fiancé had ordered some sandwich that was meaty and cheesy and your conventional sandwich. But the server was asking for clarification about something, and he either wasn't paying any attention or was giving her the brush-off. So I answered and changed it to something involving peanut butter and bananas and something else...Figuring that he really didn't care and would probably like it anyway. Well, when the order comes, he gets really quiet, and then really angry and defensive that I had changed his order.

And then we erupted into the fight of the century. When I originally woke up this morning, I remembered specifics about what we were fighting about, and I probably should've written them down then. I don't really remember now what we were fighting so epically about. I do remember waking up briefly, and then going back to sleep because I wanted to see how the fight turned out, which was weird.

It seems like it would be pretty obvious to figure out what this means, but I don't know if it's so simple. The personalities of our dream selves don't really match him and me at all. While we've argued, we've never devolved into a shouting match. I don't know. Just wanted to share.
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