Bad Dreams

Do you ever have really bad dreams that wake you up in the middle of the night?  Screaming? Crying? Shaking? Fighting?

I don’t normally have bad dreams.  Don’t get me wrong, I’m a dreamer, when I’m awake, I dream, when I sleep – I dream.  And I usually dream in colour.  But I don’t very often have bad dreams, or nightmares.

But last night, I woke myself up crying into my pillow.  Most people would say that what I was dreaming about wasn’t a nightmare, just a sad dream, but for me this was a nightmare.

I dreamt that one of my very good friends got together with an ex of mine.  An ex who I still happen to love very much.  An ex who keeps in contact with me and my friend.  I know deep down that Miss Moody and Mr Dickhead would never get together - Miss Moody has a man in her life and god knows who is in Mr Dickheads life at the moment, any one of a hundred or so hussies is my guess – but the thought that they did just had me so sad and scared.  I don’t think that I could ever cope if one of my friends came up and told me that they were seeing Mr Dickhead.

I know in my heart that we will never be together – the fact that he lives in England and I’m in Australia, is a good indication of that – but for him to ever end up with any of my friends would just be more than I could bear.  So I dream.  I dream these horrible things, hoping that in my dreams is the only place that this will happen.

In the meantime though, I think I might have to go and have a talk to Miss Moody and find out exactly how she feels about Mr Dickhead…….

Updated 22nd August 2006 – I spoke to Miss Moody about the dream and she laughed at me.  Laughed a lot.  Not sure if that puts my mind at ease or not…..