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Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Is this a Dream?
I had the strangest dream. I was in someone else body. Not as if I were trying to see life through someone else eyes. I was completely aware that I was not actually her. I was also aware that something bad was going to happen to her. I think that’s why I was there, to find out what happened to her. She was married; her husband was foreign and older, he was very sweet, but not very affectionate. I can’t remember his name, but he makes me think of Antonio Banderas in The Original Sin. There was a housekeeper, who was my friend, and I think she knew that I wasn’t her employer. I want to call her Joanne for some reason. She was very helpful, although awfully nervous. The husband noticed I was acting strange, and while I was clearing our breakfast, he had me sit next to him, in a rare occasion of intimacy. He asked me what was wrong and I told him I just wasn’t feeling well. Instead of taking my word he planned a trip. Surprising me with a spontaneous romantic getaway. I would have been more excited if one, I were actually his wife and two, if I wasn’t so sure that this trip was the thing I was brought here to avoid. Even Joanne could see the fear in my eyes as she hugged me good by. Husband, however, couldn’t contain his excitement. He was so certain that whatever had been keeping me down, this trip would fix. I couldn’t help but love him for his hopefulness. I tried to smile, but I couldn’t ignore the acing feeling in my stomach and the sharp pains in my chest. I opened my eyes and I was back in my bed, back in my room, in my own body. I had woken up late, and had only minutes to get ready for the day, I still laid back down completely taken aback by my dream, even more so because I have yet to forget it. I have never had a dream feel this real to me before. It doesn’t even seem like a dream, it feels like a memory.
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