Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 6/26/2021
By Fitful
I had an appointment that day, a very important job appointment (because my mother had been doing terribly with the finances of her shoppe and I needed to branch out on my own.) But I got on the wrong bus accidentally. It was the 2 1/2 hour bus to the city. I tried to get it to stop when I realized what I'd done but the driver only stopped in the city. Great, now I had to call and cancel the appointment I begged for, that I talked the other into giving me. Now I lost my chance. The fact it wasn't much of a chance I ignored. I mean, it wasn't set in stone solid. But it had been a possibility. Maybe. I went to stalk an ex there in the city since I had nothing to do. I somehow climbed city sky scrapers to peer in her window of her apartment. Apparently she had two, well she lived in two. I didn't really understand why, but I went inside since she wasn't there. It was odd and different. Not like when I knew her before. I went out and found her other apartment. It was lower down, ground floor actually. It was homier, nicer. Well nicer to me, who didn't like her glitzy glammed up top floor apartment. But she wasn't here either. I left. Walked the city streets. I found they went on forever. And I mean forever. I got stuck on a street that didn't end. I couldn't even take a city bus and get out of that loop. I bought some stuff in the street. A white lizard toy. Many many things, but I think I used the wrong card. I had a card of my own money, and another for business expenses. But I accidentally bought it all with my card. It was all for the business too. Then I worried I wouldn't have enough for me. I stopped in a McDonald's. It was creepy in there. I actually was quite familiar with the place. I'd been there a lot. So much so I got lost in the back and found several things, keychains (you know the metal one sided art kind) that I'd lost before. I got my food and tried to sit but I kept getting harassed by weirdos. I would move and another would harass me. I'd move again and... I saw my ex in a booth eating alone. I tried avoiding her as long as possible but finally I couldn't take the sexual harassment and made a bee line for her booth. It was a very large McDonald's booth, so oversized we both looked tiny on our respective sides. She was pushed up against the wall looking forlorn. I told her /asked if she didn't mind me sitting there. She didn't really respond. I went on to baby briefly about why. Before we could talk a woman came in. A wolfy woman, she looked human, but she was wolf like. Not in appearance just... Something the dream took as reality and normal. She didn't like me sitting with my ex, stared at her with hurt eyes. And went on to say stuff that made me realize she was also my ex's ex. Maybe a more recent ex. She assumed we were on a date. And then left very hurt and slightly offended. My ex didn't respond well. She just looked strained. I noticed she'd cut her hair. It was a very choppy home cut. And when I mean choppy I mean every edge she cut was visibly chopped and jagged. She had pale blonde straight hair (I know I've never dated anyone like this but in the dream I knew her). She cut an interesting cut. It had holes in the front top for hearts. Choppy jagged hearts. It was choppy in an eclectic bob. It hung perfectly in it's imperfections. The choppy home cut was clearly bad...but looked good from far away. We talked for but a second before the other ex girlfriend came back. She went on this long tirade about how she loved my ex terribly much and she was ready and wanted to get back together and did I love her as much as she did? No of course I didn't, I couldn't. Etc. Etc. And then I must have allowed that to be the right excuse because she decides I've gone and now we can be friends as a consolation prize. And she lays down on the McDonald's floor and drags me with her into an exercise. Like she's trying to help me at the gym. I am stretched ...my feet stay at the booth but I am pulled longer and longer and longer over her body ( a good 6-9 inches above her so not intimate) and then stretched more. Its just her hands pulling mine but it's interesting. After a while I realize it feels good. I am pulled so far we end up near another table (which had actually been set up far away) and I find something underneath. I grab it with one hand... Its a tiny part of the keychain I found earlier. I'd forgot it went with the one I'd found, they were the same colors. Green. The other one had been more Gothic tho...but this was a tiny set of alien heads. Two. Oh. This is mine. I forget about the exercise and curl up on the floor looking at it while the other ex goes back to my ex. And I feel better. The exercise actually did work. I realize the light bit of jealousy and envy really wasn't that real or important. I forget all about it because I feel real good and I found that missing keychain...