Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 7/10/2018
By psilly
I remember packing my stuff up like i was breaking up with someone. I was in a relationship with this girl... i think we were in our 20’s... but i was also in a relationship with Matt. Like i was two separate people at the same time. Not like i was cheating on either of them... like in another realm; another version of me living a separate life. I had put my stuff in boxes...and she did too... i had 2 or 3 boxes and she had the same amount. I wanted to work things out... and i was trying to convince her the reasons why we should. It was like trying to beg her / convince / explain why we should.. then at some point the rudeness was enough and i was like I’m done... f this... she became this real c&nt to me... i was thinking in my head. I never use that word... but in that moment that is what i thought... i might have even said it to her... then she became this really vile person... like her attacks on my character got stronger... but i was done... all of the sudden it was like she had a child...a little girl... I felt maybe we were having wine... or she had a wine glass and was drinking from it... I remember turning away from this person and walking away; like enough is enough. somewhere in this dream was a kitten... (i wish i would of wrote it all down... when i woke up... but i was so tired) Then i remember that i was staying in a home of someone else’s... like i was living there... i was younger. I walked into my bedroom and the walls were yellow.. there curtains were made of trash bags / plastic.. the wind outside was blowing pretty strong and the curtains were blowing. I tried to tie one of the curtains back. When i was trying to tie it back... i was thinking to myself... i wonder if i they will want me to pay rent... it was like i knew the people i was staying with... like they were parents of one of my friends... I was wondering $200 or something a month... I’m not sure why that came up in my head. I thought i could pay that... but I wouldn’t if I didn’t have too... like i had this greedy vibe to me or this really giving vibe.... I remember the windows; they were both on separate walls near each other as the walls intersected at a corner. One of the windows the air outside was blowing madly... the plastic trash bag curtain was blowing it straight up into the air... the other curtain seemed to stay still...