Sunday, December 12, 2004

Dream Badness

So what do you do when you have a dream where someone you know is "bad?" I always tell my hubby when his dream alter ego has been naughty. But it's a weird feeling; you wake up and you're sort of mad at them for the crappy behavior in the dream, behavior that if done in the real world would get them in big trouble. And you know, in the fuzz of sleep, that it's not really them, and that you really shouldn't be mad, but you still kind of are. Just thinking about them actually having the little chippy friend sitting on his lap makes you cranky. Then you wake up and describe the dream and it's so absurd, would be nothing that would ever really happen in real life. But you still want to whack them.

Can one be held responsible for what one's mate's subconscious makes one do? Nah. But it does make for a good story. Andrew smiled as I told him he was sitting with one of our sort-of friends on his lap. She's SO not his type. And that I was mad in the dream and everyone else yelled at me for being mad, when in reality, people would be whacking him severely for the dream behavior. I'm sure it has something to do with anxiety over not being as "hot" as I was once. But it's silly, cause the hubby thinks I'm a goddess (as he should) and said "sort of friend" would never compare. So hush, subconscious anxieties. Try spiders next time. They'd be a lot more convincing as a night fear.

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