Ex's

Long time, no type. I finally got some time to sit down and write a little. Last night's were two different dreams about two different ex's.

The first began with me looking at my hand, and I had an engagement ring on my hand (for those who know me, know that I don't really want to get married, so seeing a ring on my hand would freak me out ahah). So I look up, trying to figure out what's going on. I was in my bedroom, in my own place, which looked alot like my parents bedroom. I saw a wedding dress hanging on the closet door, and there were other people in dresses in my room. I walk out of the room to another part of the apartment/house and I see guys in tuxes running around. I also see my ex standing in the living room, in the fanciest tux (oddly enough, in real life he just got married). And he says to me "MJ (a pet name, long story) get back in the bedroom! I'm not supposed to see you yet today!" I didn't say anything, I just had like a "holy shit" look on my face, and I just turned around and went back into the bedroom. At that point I'm thinking, that's the guy I'm spending the rest of my life with. All this time, thinking somewhere in my dream mind, about a guy I loved so much and I was betraying him. When I woke up, I knew this guy I was thinking about was Matt.

Dream number two was a couple of friends and I were sitting at a diner. I remember for some reason, my hair was curly, I was wearing my new white-ish hoodie and a nice blue halter shirt. I had my arms folded on the table, with my head resting in them, kind of hiding my face. An ex of mine walks by, and I thought he hadn't seen me. I watch him go towards the window where they put all the prepared food before the waitress' bring it to the tables. He grabs a plate from the window, and it just has a pickle on it (I LOVE pickles, haha, despite all the dirty jokes), and strangely enough, I remember the pickle was cut 4 times lengthwise.. So he brings me the plate and puts it right in front of me and then sits there, across the table from me.