The only dreams I have are strange weird and I can’t remember them. They usually don’t involve people I know. There was a time recently for a year or two I swear I didn’t dream at all. I don’t have s** dreams. It’s always I’m in another city and my car is stolen from a stadium parking lot and I’m thinking, Jesus Christ… First of all, how the f*** am I getting home and secondly, this is going to be a major pain in the a** dealing with insurance company, and getting a new car. Then I wake up and it’s a relief. GOOD… f*** me that would’ve sucked. Maybe 5 years ago I had a dream my long gone ex fwb was with one of my best friends from middle school/high school. One of my buds I used to jam with. We fell out in high school (I wouldn’t have liked me either then). I wish I was cooler back then like I am now. That hurt. That was a painful one for some reason.
