There are people that wake up in the morning and can give you a detailed account of what happened after the Sandman paid them a visit. I am NOT one of those people. I remember my dreams once every few months. Last night was one of those nights (I blame taking Sudafed before bed to get rid of my sniffles).Â It started as a dream but turned out being a NIGHTMARE!
Cue the Dream Music/Harps Now…
I was at an amazing pool party with lots of friends. The drinks were flowing, the people were pretty…it reminded me of a Pool Party (you would see featured in Us Weekly Magazine) at a hip LA Hotel. Sounds like a dream come true right? It was…at first…and then I saw* Ryan (my ex). We exchanged hellos, had a drink, and then he made his way into the hotel/house (yea at this point the hotel turned into a house…gotta love dreams). All of the sudden *John made an appearance at the party.Â Hmmmm…*John and *Ryan….the anxiety kicked in. It was time to start doing the juggling act.Â After a quick conversation with *John, I went to the bathroom (aka inside to where *Ryan was) and to my surprise there they were… *Ryan, *Kyle, *Mike, *George, *Tom…you get the point…all of my exes…were in one room! And the room looked like a conference room…circular table in the middle of the room with chairs all around it. Some of the guys were sitting, some were standing, but the topic of conversation was obviously about me. Luckily right as *John was walking in, I WOKE UP!
My heart was racing. I was sweating. Anxiety was at an all time high. You would’ve thought I was being chased by a serial killer in really dark woods. Honestly I might have handled that situation a little better… But SERIOUSLY…can you imagine…ALL OF YOUR EXES…IN ONE PLACE…SHARING WAR STORIES!!?!?!? Oh Hell No!
Needless to say, I am going to just deal with the sniffling and sneezing and forget the cold medicine…and my dreams!
*Names have been changed to protect the Ex BF’s identities.