My First Time Knowing that I'm Dreaming
I dreamt about this new girl where I work, whose name is Misty. I dreamt, for some reason or other we got married. What happened I think, was that Mitch, another person I work with, made a joke about us being married, and as the logic in dreams are strange, I felt compelled to marry her... though not because I loved her, but because I was embaressed and felt that this would solve the problem and stop Mitch from making fun of me.
I remember very little of the wedding or the time leading up to it. The only time I remember anything is that myself and my best man (I don't remember who he was) were asleep in a hotel room, on the night before my wedding, when Evie Kellet (I don't know her current last name) snuck through our sliding glass door and was trying to pass through our room to get to the hallway where she could access her room (I have some rememberance that she was a late arrival or had locked herself out or something). I told her hello, and she told me to go back to sleep because I had a big day the next day. That one event cemented in my mind that people were coming from all over to see Misty and I get married... staying in hotels, dressing up, etc.
I don't remember the wedding, simply that at the reception after the wedding (which was held in Mitchell's Fish Market), someone came up to me and congratulated me, and then asked me something about Misty... I think it was a question like "Does she want children right away" or "how will your seperate religions get along in the same household?" (real life fears of mine about whoever I will marry eventually). Anyways, I suddenly realized then that I had as much familiarity and knowledge with Misty as I do in real life (I've only known her a few days, as she's still in training at work).
I realized I had made a horrible mistake- I felt the whole world crashing down and immediatly thought of divorse, but then thought how Dr. Woodroffe would scold me. I then thought about prevoking HER to divorse me, and to look like the victim, but then I thought that was too stupid. I was frantic in the space of a few moments to realize what I had just done... that I had just married a woman I did not know, and didn't particularly care for, or have any attraction towards.
Suddenly I had a hope- it must have been a dream. I mean, I didn't even remember the wedding. Plus, how else would it happened that someone would have agreed to marry me when they didn't know me? I desperately tried to wake myself up by slapping myself, and tried to assure myself that it was a dream because I couldn't feel the pain from my slaps. I didn't wake up though, so I went to the bar and saw Wendy, who was working, and asked her to hit me, explaining that I was dreaming. She took something sharp and stabbed the soft spot between the knuckles of my index and middle finger on the right hand...and though I didn't wake up, it HURT!
I was a little worried that I might NOT be dreaming, especially when I saw the bride through the crowd at the bar, and was a little revolted. I wasn't revolted because she was ugly, but because I had no attraction to her and I was supposed to.
Boom. I woke up. I didn't think about it for a few seconds, but then it hit me- IT WAS A DREAM!
I've never had a more interesting experience in my whole dreaming life!
I remember very little of the wedding or the time leading up to it. The only time I remember anything is that myself and my best man (I don't remember who he was) were asleep in a hotel room, on the night before my wedding, when Evie Kellet (I don't know her current last name) snuck through our sliding glass door and was trying to pass through our room to get to the hallway where she could access her room (I have some rememberance that she was a late arrival or had locked herself out or something). I told her hello, and she told me to go back to sleep because I had a big day the next day. That one event cemented in my mind that people were coming from all over to see Misty and I get married... staying in hotels, dressing up, etc.
I don't remember the wedding, simply that at the reception after the wedding (which was held in Mitchell's Fish Market), someone came up to me and congratulated me, and then asked me something about Misty... I think it was a question like "Does she want children right away" or "how will your seperate religions get along in the same household?" (real life fears of mine about whoever I will marry eventually). Anyways, I suddenly realized then that I had as much familiarity and knowledge with Misty as I do in real life (I've only known her a few days, as she's still in training at work).
I realized I had made a horrible mistake- I felt the whole world crashing down and immediatly thought of divorse, but then thought how Dr. Woodroffe would scold me. I then thought about prevoking HER to divorse me, and to look like the victim, but then I thought that was too stupid. I was frantic in the space of a few moments to realize what I had just done... that I had just married a woman I did not know, and didn't particularly care for, or have any attraction towards.
Suddenly I had a hope- it must have been a dream. I mean, I didn't even remember the wedding. Plus, how else would it happened that someone would have agreed to marry me when they didn't know me? I desperately tried to wake myself up by slapping myself, and tried to assure myself that it was a dream because I couldn't feel the pain from my slaps. I didn't wake up though, so I went to the bar and saw Wendy, who was working, and asked her to hit me, explaining that I was dreaming. She took something sharp and stabbed the soft spot between the knuckles of my index and middle finger on the right hand...and though I didn't wake up, it HURT!
I was a little worried that I might NOT be dreaming, especially when I saw the bride through the crowd at the bar, and was a little revolted. I wasn't revolted because she was ugly, but because I had no attraction to her and I was supposed to.
Boom. I woke up. I didn't think about it for a few seconds, but then it hit me- IT WAS A DREAM!
I've never had a more interesting experience in my whole dreaming life!