If dreams are just stories and images our mind creates while we sleep, then I need to train my mind to stop living in the past.
I had a dream last weekend about an ex-boyfriend from ten years ago. I haven’t seen this person in over six years. He’s married and has a couple children now. Yet, last weekend, he shows up in my dream asking me to join him on a trip to Vancouver so that we can “reconnect.” What the fudgsicle.
First, I really do want to go to Vancouver, so that part was cool. But I honestly haven’t thought of this certain in ex-boyfriend in a long time. Or I guess I had, because my silly mind made him one of the main characters to my Saturday night dream. Maybe something during the day reminded me of him. A song, a place, or maybe I was just reminded of the dark corner of my heart where I keep all the men that have stupidly rejected me. Since he was the first to be placed in this corner, I suppose he had the honor of becoming the leading man in my late January dream.
Anyways, the trip to Vancouver was great. We acted like the dumb early 20-year-olds we were when we first met and enjoyed a very lovely hike and drinks at a restaurant that overlook some lake. So freaking weird.
Minds can be a real bummer sometime. Personally, I prefer the exes stay in their dark corner and get the heck out of my dreams!