Dream Journal Nov 8th, 2014.
So I had a few different vivid dreams last night but I want to focus on one because of the way it made me feel.
I was in a darkened house, in a hallway and at the end of the hallway was a sliding glass door. I can see the faint silhouette of someone run by, laughing and waving something bright. Outside, I can hear loud noises, I can hear explosions. . Is it fireworks? Yes!
My brain instantly told me “It’s a holiday; it’s Halloween!”
My active mind differs… I believe it was either New Years, Independence Day, Diwali, or Guy Fawkes (bonfire) Day.
Whatever.. it was a holiday… moving on…
So here I am in the hallway in the house alone, hearing fireworks going off outside, sounds like fun! Maybe I’ll go join them!
I walked to the end of the hallway and looked out to see three people I recognize: My dad, my husband, and the Viking. They were all running around popping fireworks and having a great time. I opened the door to try to talk to them and they acted as if they didn’t know I was speaking or they couldn’t hear me.
Odd, I thought. I pulled out my phone to send a text message to the Viking and I never received a response.
I had this sinking feeling of, “Am I invisible? Do I not exist?”
Keep in mind that although this dream is short, each tiny part drug on for a good while.. watching the fireworks, yelling at them to try to get their attention…the only one that responded was my Dad when he came IN THE HOUSE to light fireworks. >.
I woke up shortly after in a mild panic to discover that I was completely alone in my room and I was completely expecting someone to be next to me. There wasn’t. I’ll finish this later because it seems like tumblr deleted like half of what I wrote and now I have to leave for work. -.- EDIT: Okay so after I realized I was alone, I got out of bed to find my husband still awake, having been playing a game for 6-ish plus hours. I was not happy. "I can't believe you're still up playing that." "What?" is all he could manage to say. I just turned around and went back to bed. I was so upset. It seems like you can talk and argue about things forever and it doesn't matter. I texted the Viking and thank Gods he responded even super early in the morning. He really does keep me sane... I only wish I could be there for him the way he is for me... He says he'd rather not burden me with his thoughts, but everyone needs someone to talk to. TALK TO ME, damnit.
