Okay so I’m not a dream kind of person at all. I have a hard time believing that dreams are meant to tell you something. I don’t even like dreaming to be honest. I suppose nearly ten years of nightmares about a crazy ex-boyfriend will do that to you.
But last night. Last night I had one of those dreams I want to go back and relive. Live in it. Be back there. Maybe if you’re a dreamer you can tell me why.
I’m in the parking lot of our grocery store and an older man pulls up in a very cool looking Alfa Romeo-meets-military jeep type of suv. He lets his wife out. I go over to the passenger door and get in.
He doesn’t flinch or even look at me. But he knows and understands why I’m getting in. He doesn’t ask questions.
Although I didn’t put him in the backseat, baby RR or Sid is back there, I can’t tell which but it’s a little person that I’m responsible for.
The old man is driving and leaned slightly forward. With no words spoken yet between us, I start rubbing his back. He’s wearing a beige and red fisherman type of sweater. He enjoys the backrub immensely lol.
He turns to me with a smile and says “if you keep doing that I’m going to have no choice but to fall in love with you and give you all my money”.
And the dream ends.
So funny. Like am I gold digger? Is that what this means?
I’m not, I swear. But the dream was soooo comfortable, comforting.
Honestly, it’s rare that I recall dreams this vividly. So it feels like this was a really special kind of dream.
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