The Morning after the ‘Bad Dream’
Although they occur less frequently than in the past, I still have the reoccurring ‘bad dream’. Usually, my husband is engaged in some sort of activity that does not involve me or is somehow taking me for granted. Here’s the dream as I remember it from last night:
Bill and I are walking together on a sidewalk in a city that was not recognizable, following three smart-looking young women. They looked like co-workers on a lunch break or heading to a meeting. They are having a discussion when all of a sudden, Bill makes a comment directed towards the blond women speaking and immediately I know they know each other and have some sort of relationship. She does not respond to his comments and continues talking to her friends. I breakout laughing out loud, throwing my head back in a dramatic fashion only to learn that when I’m done, the three women have turned right and are heading down an escalator and Bill has also turned and is following them.
“What just happened?” I say to myself. “Where is he going and who is he following?” Then I wake up.
I apparently have moved all over the bed, because we are now both awake. Bill is frisky and is removing his clothes and wants to have sex. I’m thinking… not after what you just did to me! Wait…that was just a dream. He wouldn’t just leave me walking alone and follow some other female in real life, would he? I turn over on my stomach to regain consciousness while he proceeds on.
In my younger days, I would have told Bill what had happened in the dream; I suppose I was looking for the response, “That’s ridiculous, I would never leave you alone on the sidewalk to follow three attractive, working women, one of which I apparently know well!” I never did get that type of response, so I have since stopped asking. Instead, I talk to myself and reason with myself. At the same time, Bill starts to penetrate and I am happily distracted!