Hello everyone :D,
I had a strange dream (but not “and penetrating”… ;)) that “ruined” my morning :-[. So, I need to talk about it and try to make sense of it, undoubtedly with your help.
I dreamed that, for some obscure reason, I was returning to my parents’ house (which, by the way, they no longer live in). I want to state clearly from the outset that there are no other instances of time travel. What I mean is that I am of my current age and have my current life experience.
So let's continue: I was leaving the dining room and found myself in the hallway, where a man I have indeed known for a long time was waiting for me.
Apparently this man was my “friend” and he seemed happy to see me.
As for me, I was torn between the pleasure of seeing him and the pain of realizing that he was not my husband (the one I said yes to in real life). I was thinking about this as I kissed my new friend, wondering why my husband had disappeared. I told myself that we had divorced and that he, too, had moved on with his life…
When I woke up, I felt miserable, wretched… as if all of this had really happened, as if I had lost my husband.
I look forward to your comments.
Thank you in advance
Eclair