Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 12/3/2018
By fluffytree
Just dreamt I was riding around in the car with my mom, sister, my brother and his fiancee, and his middle school ex, Cynthia who also happened to be the mother of my daughter I just realized I had. I tried to think how in the world this happened cos I could vaguely even remember hanging out with her. I began having faint memories of first talking to her and apparently it started in a dream I had a few weeks ago. So in that dream, which I must've forgotten upon waking, I found her on my brother's Facebook page and began messaging her or maybe she messaged me. Anyway, these turned into text messages via phone which ended up leading me to hang with her at her house where I do distinctly remember sleeping with her briefly and without any protection. It wasn't a great experience and I recall being particularly bad at the sex to where I could see the disappointment on her face afterwards. Fast forward to the present of the dream reality and we have a baby together cos apparently dream babies take only a week or so to come to full term. So I'm riding around in the car and I see my daughter in her car seat in the back and realize that my life will never ever be the same. What a stupid thing to have slept with someone I barely knew without a condom but I have to just deal with my actions now. At least my daughter was a really pretty baby thanks to her attractive mom though. I have no idea how I'm supposed to raise her. I'm not even close to her mom for that matter and we really have no chemistry it seems. I should at least get to know her better since we do have a kid now. We ended up stopping at some shopping center where my mom got out to go get some Burger King for all of us. Well, some of us while the rest had to share. Cynthia asked me for my chicken sandwich and I told her she could have a piece but not the whole thing since I was really hungry. She took a piece and next thing I know we're stopping for this guy crossing the road and he has an uzi gun he's brandishing around. He looks at us and is saying something and my mom is laughing probably thinking it's fake, but I'm freaked out telling her we need to just bolt away before this guy kills us. He even pointed it at our windows for a little while too. Thankfully he never shot. Maybe it really was fake afterall. I woke up shortly after that feeling soo relieved not only from that situation but that I didn't have some sudden baby to take care of as well.