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the one where he left... Too many bad dreams lately. Over the last 3 days, I've woken up from a bad dream. Yesterday was the first naked dream I've had (that I can remember)--I was sitting at work and decided to remove my shirt and bra, and then forgot and went up from to talk to my boss...realized I was missing my shirt, and stood there with my arms over my chest while I continued to talk. Weird. The morning before that, I dreamt someone was chasing after me. That's a frequent one. But this morning was the worst. I woke up sobbing, to find Artboy awake and concerned. He kept telling me it was just a dream...to wake up. And I was awake by that point, but I just couldn't stop sobbing. It was so real. I dreamt that he broke up with me. He was lying next to me in bed, turned to face me, and then told me that he didn't want to be with me anymore. We calmly talked about it. He just wasn't in love with me anymore. And we went about starting our day. And before I left, he said something that set me off. And I cried, "But you said we were meant to be...that you love me." And he told me, "Not anymore." And that is when I woke up sobbing. Artboy kept asking me what the dream was about. "Were people chasing you?" "Was something raping you?" "Did someone die?" All I could do was shake my head. I didn't want to say it..for fear that it would somehow be real if I did. I eventually stopped crying long enough to tell him, and he pulled me to him, just holding me, telling me it was just a dream. That he loved me and he wasn't going anywhere. He kept trying to make me laugh. Told me about the dream he'd just had where his brother had given him a toothbrush, which he'd started using when his step mom and sister told him it was the monkey's toothbrush. He was so sweet, holding me until I was okay. And then it was time to get up to start the day. It's nearly 11am now, and my eyes are still puffy and I still feel tired. I got over 6 1/2 hours of sleep, but I'm in such a haze this morning. I just want to go back to sleep. It's rainy today. I should be happy and enjoying it. Stupid dream. I went to my parent's house last night after work, and when we were returning from dinner, we got hit with a dust storm. Soon after, it started raining pretty hard...thunder and lighting constantly. I had a feeling it was raining much harder at home. As I drove home, the closer I got, the wetter it was. The off ramps were closed at the exit before mine, cops everywhere and the street lights that went down the center of the freeway dark. I got off the freeway, and there were tree branches and palm tree bits all over the road. Lots of large puddles. I couldn't go far enough north to get to my street, so I detoured and found a cop car blocking the entrance to the complex next to mine and another car semi-blocking my entrance. I was able to manuever around that car, turned in, and found my entrance flooded. The drainage ditches on the side, completely full, with water completely covering where the speed bumps would be. I drove very slowly. Discovered a tree down in my path, but was able to drive around that and head toward my apartment. A section of the block wall behind our apartment was down. It didn't look like someone had hit it. It looked like someone had taken it apart, piece by piece, and rebuilt it laying flat on the ground..except where there was a small tree and a light pole. The bricks just fell around it. Trees near my door were down. Branches had fallen from trees in the parking lot, fortunately missing any vehicles. I parked away from any trees in case the storm started up again. It was a mess. I turned on the news to see what had happened around me. We got over an inch of rain. Nearby at the airport, our official rain gage, they got .01. Over 2 inches to the east of me. A woman at the mobile home park across the street from where I used to live had a frightening experience when the winds picked up her trailer and moved her 18 inches over. I colored my hair last night to cover the over 1 inch of growth I'd had since I last colored. With my new haircut, it went a lot faster, and I was done with the entire process in an hour. It's alot easier when the hair is shorter, and you don't have to be as obsessive about it. So hungry today. Jess and I've decided that it's a PB Loco day, so she's going to go pick it up. We both needed our comfort food. |