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years and years ago when i was in the air force i dreamed that i got one of those middle-of-the-night phone calls to tell me that my dad had died. i had already gotten out of bed, pulled myself together, showered dressed, packed my bag, and was calling a cab to the airport when it finally registered that it had been a dream.
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Yep, Ali, I've had durned similar dreams too. Took me a good couple of hours /days to get over it. It's almost like my mind decides it is a "real" memory since the feelings in the dream are so strong.
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Thanks everyone for letting me forgive myself for being a fucking bitch to my husband for really no reason. :) I'm glad to know that other people carry the emotions from their dreams around with them for a while. I was kinda freaked out that I was feeling that way for such a period of time.
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lol Rich!
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My partner and I had arranged a 'date' together. This is a big thing, because with the children we don't get time out. I'd arranged sitters and so-on, and had plans to take her out on the town. However she decided to go along to after-work drinks. So I rolled up in the car outside her work, after dropping off the kids, not knowing that she'd already left for drinks and waited. ...and waited. ...and waited. Then I started calling her cellphone to see where she was. It rang through to voicemail. And again. And again. I got a little frantic; she hadn't come out of her work (that I couldn't get into to find her), and she wasn't answering her phone. Anything could have happened. I was on the verge of calling the police. And then I saw someone I knew from her work. 90 minutes after she was supposed to have finished work. I ran up and asked them. "Oh, she's at the bar down the road." I race down there. And 'lo, there she is. Chatting on her phone to a friend. Having not heard all of my calls through to her cellphone, she heard it ring when the friend called through. So I was fuming and knew that it'd be all bad if I grabbed her then. So I took a look, made sure she was okay, and took off to grab the kids from the babysitters. Then I came back, picked her drunk ass up and took her home. I'm still, really, really, bitterly annoyed about it. |
well, just so you're not pissed off in your sleep at her....
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You were in my dream the other night. You & Jinx had had a third child and called her Margaret Julia. I hated the name (I dislike it in real life) and was torn as to how I responded to your news.
Anything Jinx would like to tell us? |
yes,
Her sister is pregnant. The names theyve selected are Margaret and Julia. |
I knew I was psychic.
Tomorrow I am going to take out expensive ads in the back of all of the supermarket magazines! |
My wife told me that she had a dream before and she was pissed off at me all day long. Maybe that is why I come home sometimes and she is in just a rotten mood - bitching, pissing, moaning, whining, complaining, grouchy, moody, beligerent and just plain "unloving."
I mean... to know me is to love me! pure bullshit here.... She has always told me when she had one of "those" dreams. I can't help but to laugh. |
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