The Fight
When I was napping last night, I had the most awful dream. I dreamed that Dean and I were sitting around doing our normal thing, and suddenly I said something that upset him (probably just one of my goofy antics). I tried to make things better, but everything I said made things worse.
Eventually he went into a closet and locked himself inside. I continued to try to explain myself, but a this point he wouldn’t even listen. I felt awful, and no matter how many times I tried to reason he wouldn’t let me talk. I felt trapped and frustrated. I think I was crying in my dream, but who knows? Thank God it wasn’t real.
September 1st, 2002 at 10:51:55
Don’t dreams suck sometimes?!? I totally know how you feel! Go read my livejournal from a few days ago. I mentioned a dream I had that’s the most recent in a long line of drems (several) in which something catastrophic has taken place between Chris and I…it’s a horrible feeling to wake up with, I know! ~Adam