I had the most peculiar dream this morning. In the dream, I was single, living at home with my mom and grandmother, unemployed, and girlfriendless. I was going to call an old flame who I hadn't talked to in a while and see if she'd spend the evening with me in a hotel. I felt as if life were bleak and was going over scenarios in my head as to how I was going to escape my weakened state.
I woke up totally disoriented, back in my current reality...next to my beautiful wife (who is due to give birth in 5 weeks ), in my queen size bed, in the suburban dream house that I purchased last November. Somehow my brain had gone back in time to 1993. UGH!
WHEW!!! Am I glad that was just a dream...
I woke up totally disoriented, back in my current reality...next to my beautiful wife (who is due to give birth in 5 weeks ), in my queen size bed, in the suburban dream house that I purchased last November. Somehow my brain had gone back in time to 1993. UGH!
WHEW!!! Am I glad that was just a dream...
