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Crazy crazy dreams This could explain why I dreamt about a week ago that P told me to take a second husband. At the same time as him. The strangest thing is that it was someone I knew from school (who is not by any means an "old lover" or even love interest). Someone I have not seen or spoken to since school. They just popped up into my dream all of a sudden. I was assuring him that as soon as this baby was born I would carry his child also. Very weird. Also from my past I dreamt a few nights ago about an ex-boyfriend. He hugged me and then, although in my dream I was consciously aware of being with Phil, we kissed anyway, all the time while I was thinking how wrong that was. My most recent "vulnerability" dream involved running from, and eventually being captured by the Chinese army/mafia. So, so random and I have no clue why they were chasing me, but I was certainly vulnerable to say the least. I eventually got away and they took an old man in my place. I feel sad now to think about that old man. Lucky it wasn't real. The best dream that I have had though, which didn't fit any of the above-mentioned criteria was last night. I dreamt about the second sexiest man in the world (the first being of course, my husband). Wondering who he is?
Yes, I dreamt about Michael Vartan, better known as Vaughn from Alias. He was having a photo shoot done, and he was wearing a suit. Michael Vartan in a suit is enough to make any girl go weak at the knees, but then they wanted to add in a baby. This might not appeal to all of you out there, but being pregnant, the thought makes me all gooey. When they told me he would be photographed in a suit, holding a baby, I actually said (in front of him), "Oh gosh, how hot" and then fainted. When I awoke, I told them if they would wait till October, they could use my baby. I don't remember much else. Ok, off dreams totally now, the ceiling in my lounge room just kinda gave way a little, and the light fitting (which was switched on) came crashing down. Obviously rain is getting into the roof (oh joy), and it had collected under the light. Eventually the ceiling weakened, the light came crashing down, and water poured all over my coffee table and lounge room floor. Who needs Micahel Vartan when you've got excitement like that in your life. |
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