A few months ago I made a private post about whatc an be considered a weird sex dream. I posted it for 2 reasons, 1) it seemed cathartic and 2) to see if anyone could help me figure out what the hell it meant.
So last night/this am I had 2 weird dreams in a row. I woke up after the first 1 around 3 am. Then had the second between 6 and 7. I woke up a little after 7 am.
So when I got up I came downstairs and typed it up in a word type prgram. I didnt stop to edit it, so as to not forget anything or try and correct it. But rather, to just let all the thoughts as I recalled them fall onto the page as it were.
So, here it is in raw format. I’m open to any interpretations you may have. Just try to keep them on point. Thanks
here it is:
Really weird dreams.
I normally(as far as I know) dream only once a night. Last night I had 2.The more recent had to do with getting married again. Part of it dealt with getting married in some kind of quicky wedding. Also at one point my grandfather who’d been dead for a long time was discovered in one of the bathrooms(there were 4) by my son, who wasn’t alive in real life when my wife and I got married. Anyway, the wedding took place at some uber weird mall/country club combination. The inside was a very swank mall and outside was a beautiful park kind of setting. So things were progressing I was helping people get dressed. At one point we were running around trying to find matching clothes for my son. One pair of pants was too blue,the jacket too blue/black etc there was even a jean jacket? So someone, Im not sure who now was helping me find a replacement for this. I asked if it was ok to leave them and was told yes.. So, for some reason Im wandering around this mall thing, not ready for my own wedding. I was even wearing the clothes from the first wedding. I wish dreams came with a record button so others could see this place.
Im walking down the hallway (it is a hall isn’t it?) Anyway I was walking down towards the wedding area, to find out what I was wearing. All these people I didnt know were milling around, some were being lined up by my dad and some helpers.
At this point dad asked me why I wasn’t ready, so I told him no one had told me what I was wearing yet. Someone I didn’t know talked into his headset.(the guy looked like some kind of bouncer to me. I heard him ask what I was to wear and then my dad chimed in with “Don’t you have those black pleated pants(pulls on his pants to indicate pleats) I told him no, chelle didn’t tell me to pack them. Bouncer guy relays the info “Negative on the suit” I guess there was a lot of unhappiness on the other end.
By this point I’m really freaking out, the wedding is about to start and the groom isn’t dressed yet.
I think she meant it to be a joke(which I wasnt laughing at) “Fine, Gunther looks good I’ll just marry him”
Who the hell is Gunther? Do we even know a gunther? So, this pissed me off more than a little and I walked away from this crowded area.
Now the details start to get fuzzy. I’m walking along and think maybe there’s a Men’s store, it is a mall right? I’m walking and walking (“damn this mall goes on forever” and as I’m walking people are starting to clothes there stores. But, it’s only like 1:00 pm… Saying things like we’ll reopen on monday, and I’m seeing all these signs about some sale called black friday. By now I’ve made a complete circuit of the mall and I’m no closer to a solution as I approach the staging area again. It seems like most of the people are outside already.. well except for me anyway. Details get fuzzy again because I’m almost awake from my dream at this point. Something about I was going to go out as I was and thought better of it. I was still pissed about the whole Gunther thing and thought about running off. Then we were all in a room together, maybe a bar? I’m not sure now (really need a notebook next to my bed) and chelle and I are trying to talk. The all of a sudden some member of the wedding party comes in with a group of bridesmaids looking people in tow. He says something about he found the lost spelunking party. Chelle and I make up and she tells me she added some famous person(forget who now) to her facebook page and I should too.
That’s where the dream ended as I woke up.
Really weird shit I know. I’m sure there are details Ive left out, faces I can’t recall now of the people milling about in the crowd or even people I talked to.
Why were my kids there, well my son anyway? Why was my grandfather in the bathroom or left there dead? Why was there a remodeling crew redoing a bathroom with a dead body in it
The first dream took place in bayonne, in my grandparents old house. Jon Cryer, the guy from 2.5 men was in it and trying to kill himself?
At one point he shot at a gasline, but it only caught on fire and didn’t blow up. Again details are really fuzzy, he shot at it again and caught his clothes on fire but still wasn’t dying.. Then made me shoot him not sure how that happened. As if that weren’t enough someone else showed up that wanted to die as well. So now, Jon is bleeding from the gunshot wound. This other guy is talking about dying. Next thing I know Jon lowers the top ½ of the window and does a gainer out of it and onto the roof of the garage below. I don’t see it, but I hear the scream and wet splat. Before I can even move, the second person follows him out the window with a scream and a splat.
It’s funny, you get so pissed in a dream that when you wake up it carries over with you. I woke up mad at my wife this am. As I said, weird dreams.
So, am I crazy? Lol