I had strange dreams last night. Strange dreams in that I was having a discussion about changing and becoming a better person to my dream fiance. Yep. I had a fiance in my dream, so that is just number one in the weird.
What was truly strange though, was that I was talking him out of marrying me because I’m such a mess. I was talking someone out of marrying me, even in a dream. Because apparently even in a dream it is impossible for me to let someone love me without questioning and challenging that love.
Although, in my defense we were also talking about porcelain repair and what yams tasted best under marshmallows. Maybe I should just let it be a dream and not some kind of death sentence. I think that would be easier if I’d at least had sex with dream-fiance.