Well, this is my first attempt at doing a blog post from my mobile phone. As it turns out, you have to occasionally pay your internet bill or you get shut off. Imagine that. But, if all goes well, I won't let Verizon stifle the random rambler.
Last night I was talking to a friend who thought her air conditioner was broken based on the puddle of water that she found on the floor so, she had turned it off.
I asked her when she had changed the filter last. Turns out it was quite a while ago and the filter was horribly dirty. Occasionally, you have to change the filter in your air conditioner or you get shut off.
I told her to change the filter and fire that bad boy up.
This morning I called to check on her and she told me that she had a dirty dream about me. That's not exactly what she said, that's just what I heard. Truth is that she had a dream about dirty filters but I have a male ego to inflate.
As luck would have it I had a bit of an erotic dream last night too. It never got to the dirty part, I wish I would have been able to sleep in. It was actually just like having four hours of foreplay without it going any further. I remember an old saying, "you could screw up a wet dream". Oh great, I have become that guy.
Of course I am not going to tell you who this dream was about. I don't kiss and tell (ok, so now you know that there was kissing) even if it was just in a dream. Don't always let the interesting lies end. Some of them, I have to leave open to keep peoples curiosity. But, if you are reading this and wondering to yourself, "is it me?", the answer is probably "no". Even I didn't see this dream coming.
Anyway, back to my point. Oh right, I don't have a point, hence the term "rambling". Anyway, I had a dream that I was simply massaging this womans shoulders for like the longest time. The problem with erotic dreams is that they make you see people differently. I can't tell you how many times my ex wife had dreams that we were fighting and I had to pay for it the next day or even week.
Anyway, I have a hard time trying talking to this woman now. Apparently even writing about her as I look back to the last sentence. Gosh, all because of a dream that never even went very far. I try to convince myself that it was just a dream but I am beginning to get some clarity about the times I had to sleep on the couch throughout my marriage and never knew what I did wrong.
2 comments:
If you still have that marriage couch then may I suggest your throwing it away? You deserve better than to keep beating yourself up over what you may or most likely what you probably didn't do to get couch detention.
Dreaming is one of the best freedoms we all have ... including the animal world. We are free to do whatever we will and not have to feel guilty about it. Be free!
This morning I awakened to find myself dreaming of beginning a three raft flying trip across the metro suburban area. We were supposed to be wind surfing to the west coast. Not certain but we didn't get very far. I was sleeping on my stomach and in the dream I was lying atop the air mattress. Remember ... we didn't have engines or steering wheels. Not to mention any low flying aircraft. Dreams are just that ... an escape from daily life.
Now that is funny! I remember having one of my first dirty dreams (I was a virginal 18 year old) about a friend of my dad's who looked like Gomer Pyle and had 5 kids. Talk about scarring!!
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