Anyone proficient in dream analysis? If so, I’ve got a doozie for ya. (Yes I said doozie. I’m going through a devastating break up. Leave me alone.) Ok so I told Olu about it, who made a cameo in it for some strange reason, presumably because he pseudo-yelled at me before I went to sleep that night. So here we go. Let me know what you get from it.
I dream in movies by the way. (Come on, I’m an actress.)
I’m sitting at a huge white vanity brushing my hair which is horrendously long. The phone rings and it’s Olu. He says, “Are you sure you wanna do this?” “Of course,” I reply and then we hang up. I sit there for a long time in my underwear brushing my hair and looking at myself. Then I get up and put on a red dress. (Which, if I actually owned it, would be the FLYEST friggin’ dress ever to exist outside the realm of the subconscious.)
I go outside and I get in the car with Olu. I take off my shoes (again, quite beautiful 4 inch red heels), hang my feet out the window, light a Newport (a habit I kicked a long time ago pick back up during times of extreme emotional distress such as these), and start to sing an old Nina Simone song called Ne me Quitte Pas which loosely translated means “Don’t Leave me”. Olu is talking to me, but I can’t actually hear anything he says because everytime he opens his mouth, yellow rose petals come out.
We drive until we get to this huge cathedral I used to go to when I was a little girl. We get out and walk inside. Olu looks at me and says, “You know you’re nuts, right?” I pause and then say, “Yes,” and then walk ahead of him. We walk into a wedding and take our seats in one of the pews about halfway down the aisle. We’re sitting there, everyone is perfectly still and completely quiet. My contacts start to get kinda dry so I close my eyes. When I open them, the dream is now completely from my point of view.
I realize I’m walking down the aisle. I see the me in the red dress sitting with Olu, all my family and friends. I get to the end of the aisle where 2 of my exes are standing. The minister starts the ceremony. When it’s time, the groom lifts my veil and suddenly everyone is gone. The huge cathedral is completely deserted. I turn around and I see the me in the red dress standing at the end of the aisle. The me in the red dress starts to sing the same Nina Simone song from before. I look down and my wedding dress is slowly turning black as though someone is pouring ink down the front of it. I look up and the me in the red dress has vanished but I can still hear me singing.
Then I wake up.
Any thoughts people? PLEASE.
No… really. Help. I’m going crazy here. I’m scared to go to sleep.