Weird dream
I had a weird dream about my most recent ex last night. There were a lot of strange elements — the first being that I never EVER remember my dreams. I don’t know why, but I would contend (even though it’s not true) that I have dreamless sleep (which says a lot. hmmm . . .)
This dream was that he’d broken, or somehow damaged, his leg. For some reason, I took him to the doctor, and it ended up being okay, but then we were in a public place of sorts, where I learned that HE was pregnant. But then he referenced the mother of his child, and wanted to introduce her to me, because she would be glad to meet me. I couldn’t figure out why she would want to meet me, of all people. He said that she would be happy that he thought enough of her to introduce her to someone.
I woke up feeling disoriented and trying to discern between the dream and reality. The male pregnancy clued me in that it was a dream. And then I wondered if I should actually call him — even though we haven’t spoken in months. Nah. Probably not a good idea.
