I got engaged.
My fatal mistake was going to bed right after watching 2 1/2 hours of BBC's Pride and Prejudice. Bad idea. lol
Now, normally you would think this would be a happy kind of dream, but it scared me to death.
My initial thought was, "My life is over." I guess the full weight of what being engaged really means hit me, and I was not ready for it!
I don't know why he proposed, and I don't know why I accepted. Whatever possessed me at the proposal moment, I immediately regretted it.
Mr. Fiance disappeared, and I was left to panic. I kept thinking, "My life is over, my life is over, my life is over." It was a scary prospect.
I knew I was going to have break it off, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I hate how things never make sense in dreams.
As you can probably guess, I was VERY relieved to wake up. :)
4 comments:
Oh - now that is bizarre. I loved being engaged. Loved, loved, loved. I felt like I had the boy, could now eat anything, but didn't have to live with him and his stinky socks, yet. ;)
Oh - now that is bizarre. I loved being engaged. Loved, loved, loved. I felt like I had the boy, could now eat anything, but didn't have to live with him and his stinky socks, yet. ;)
"my life is over, my life is over"? You are cracking me up girl. I loved the engaged thing too. Life is just beginning my friend. Though...maybe you got engaged to Mr. Collins. That might fit your crazy chanting.
Yes, I guess I forgot to mention that he'd been rejected by someone else just before he proposed to me, and I was a last resort, so it was very much a Mr. Collins situation. I saw my life flash before my eyes at Rosings! Scary!
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