With my honey to the moon...

I dreamed of us last night.

In a series of craziness much like our relationship, I dreamed that we were at a happy hour and you started kissing me. I was of course freaking out. We left together and you took me to your house, forgetting that you were now married. When we got to your neighborhood you realized that you no longer lived there but you pointed at your new house with her.

In the dream I was really nervous and anxious and I really didn't care how any of this would end and much less how it would make her feel. I decide to follow your lead and we walked inside your new house. Your brother was waiting for you sitting on the couch and he was pretty upset that you were with me. We walk in and she says hello to the both of us- not knowing who I was exactly.

She is preparing to host some type of gathering for some guests who later arrive while I am waiting for you to shower and get ready to leave with me. At this point there is really no turning back. I'm super happy just knowing that you are leaving with me, that I have won.

When the guests arrive they know me, and overwhelmed with excitement they call my name. This obviously blows my cover. She figures out who I am and flips her lid. You just look at her and tell her you are sorry. Next thing I know the three of us are at an office annulling your marriage.

She was so sad. The look of failure overcame her splendor. I was laughing and we were hugging and having a great time. Suddenly, it dawned on me- I stopped for a second and looked at you and us, and then her and I thought to myself: "Now what am I going to do, I don't love him- I don't want to be with him. Even after all this I am still bittersweet"
Just then I realized I was dreaming and I felt so relieved.
Funny how the mind works.

Loving the Orchids in the Banana Republic,
Me.