So, yesterday I had a dream about my ex. This is the ex that was my first true love, one I hung around for, waited for, for 7yrs. The one it took 7yrs to move on from. He also basically used me as a back up for those 7yrs, though will never admit it. If I stay on this blog long enough you will notice this comes up from time to time. He never fully escapes my mind, and unfortunately my heart.
Yesterday I dreamed he was performing (he sings and plays guitar very well) at some big thing. I'd swear it was like inside this HUUUUGE hallowed out tree, with levels going up, etc. I was trying to find him, them when I did I was kinda trying to keep hidden from him or something, but every time I turned around he was RIGHT there and singing some rock song directly to me... nothing sexual this time, which is a surprise, but it will usually come as my mind likes to fuck with me....
On a brighter note, because there's no buses running today I got a ride home, so have been home, and in bed, for an hour and a half and K is driving me in, so I'll be leaving close to an hour and a half later than normal. Then Sunday afternoon I'm going out to my parents for dinner and spending the night. I need to be careful of what all I eat there though...
Anywho, I'm gunna try and fall asleep soon so I can be up a bit earlier as I'm suppose to be calling hubby tonight for a bit.
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