Does that make me weird???
I know my blog has been a dream diary lately but these are too odd not to share.
So I was living in a dorm/apartment building but it was in today's world not years ago when I was in college, so I was married and had my animals and current life, sort of. The living quarters were very 70's style. Not well lighted (actually I remember the lights flickering in the hallways), looked almost run down and had yellowy hues and old furniture in the common areas. My apartment though was very modern and bright. It didn't look like any place I've lived before but it felt like home and inside were my two dogs plus the one I am watching for a family member right now. What was weird is my life wasn't the same. It was almost like something bad had happened causing humans to move into closer quarters. I honestly don't know what it was so I don't want to say Zombie Apocalypse but it was something catastrophic.
My "job" was to contact lists of people to check if they were okay and see if they could make the trek to whatever safe area I was in. My husband was out with a patrol so he wasn't in the dream so to say but he existed. At one point after I was done with my shift, I was going to take a shower in the "communal" bathrooms. But they were like individual bathrooms just in the hallway...not your typical shower stalls like in a dorm. I was walking to said shower when I ran into a guy I dated back in college (not the owner of the deceased dog), he was wearing a wife beater and jeans. But he looked different. It was him in my dream but it looked NOTHING like him. He was still tall with olive skin coloring and dark hair BUT he was significantly more muscular and looked to be of Asian descent. To say the least he was much hotter...not that my ex wasn't attractive but this guy was just dripping sexy. We said our greetings and I went in the bathroom. While I was enjoying my lukewarm shower with yellowish water (ewwww), I heard a noise. When I opened my eyes the ex I saw in the hallway was butt ass nekkid in the shower with me. WTF?!? My thoughts were, "Um sorry buddy you misunderstood my hello in the hallway, I am taken and you CANNOT have me". What I said was GTFO!!! Then he was embarrassed but said, "society is different now, who is to say your man even comes back". I was still like GTFO, which thankfully he did, albeit a bit reluctantly. I finished my now freezing shower and headed back to my apartment.
As I let myself into my humble abode my fur babies came running to greet me. But there were four...wait I only have 3 dogs living with me. The fourth one was my ex's dog who passed away YEARS ago. Back in the day, she was my princess, a beautiful white pit with random black spots and one big black Patch over one eye. I fell to my knees. I was so happy but I was saying over and over, "this is impossible...you died, I know you died". But she was just jumping and happy and licking me along with my dogs. They were all just super excited. As I walked further into my living quarters, I noticed someone was in my spare bedroom sleeping. I flicked on the hallway light and realized it was my ex and his wife. He looked at me still half out of it and said "thanks for the call, we are safe" and went back to sleep. I stood there with my jaw on the floor, wondering how/why/what...and then I just accepted it and took the dogs for a walk.
It was a gorgeous day. The sun was blazing in a blue sky and the temp was comfortable. But there were no sounds of city life. No vehicles or what we know as normal sounds of human life. Not here, all you could hear were the sounds of nature and people. People in the sense of voices and laughter, not machinery. Let me tell you four excited medium dogs on leashes and little me is not something I'd like to do in real life. In my dream they were dragging me all over the compound. Apparently the safe zone had a pool. We made our way over there and the four dogs decided to go for a swim (without my permission), which pissed off one guy (a real asshole) but everyone else was just like, "aw". I was fully clothed and soaked. I remember thinking, "well I'm going to need another shower" as I tried to heard my pack of dogs from the pool. The asshole who looked like GI Joe on steroids tried to hurt me. I guess during whatever crisis this was tensions were high, and well my princess went after him. Which she would have totally done in real life, you don't mess with her 'momma'. He got even angrier so we decided to leave.
The dream ended very abruptly...we were just walking back to my apartment all happy and wet. Maybe one of my fur babies woke me up, who knows.
*UPDATE* After thinking about my response to my dream I think yes its weird that I dreamed about my ex's deceased dog...what I think its even more strange is that it is the part of the dream I see to be focused on. Not the clear signs of a post apocalyptic society, not my sex dripping ex trying to have naughty time in the shower with me, not my other ex finding safety for himself and his wife in my residence, not an asshole trying to hurt me. Nope, what do I focus on, I focus on the deceased dog. I clearly have my priorities in order.
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