This morning, The Boy decided to sleep for two hours straight (which I have come to appreciate). So of course I lay him down, then lay down myself and holy crap! Suddenly I'm at my bachelorette party (did I mention I am SINGLE? Never married), and my mom and friends are trying to get me to lay in some bed while some sexy-slender-stripper-oh-my-god (female)rubs all over me (think under-water dance type slow motion). And I think "oh this is awesome" and the it hits me! BAM! OMG! Am I getting married to a man, or a woman (see: sexuality confusion)?!
You see, internet, this is a real-life question. I have only been in love with one person (a woman) but sexy-time with men = hawt and simple (and leads to baby. Enter The Boy). After crazy unhealthy relationships with women I have been thinking..ah! I like men! I want to get married! I want a traditional life! Then I see a sexy lady and I'm like...damn it. And so it goes.
Now while this is admittedly effed up, it is the reality of my sexuality, so deal.
Back in dream-land I find that I am indeed marrying a woman, and cue me running away because oh shit she's pregnant and resembles my ex and this all is bad. And this is me:

Now I sit here wondering...does this mean something?! But if so, what?!
Then I realize that it means I am sleep deprived, confused, scared and lonely/horny. All things I could have told you in normal waking life.
Any of you other mommies out there having a wack-ass time when it comes to dreams?
*note to self: stop assuming you have followers. This is only your second post*
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