It’s no secret that I am 47, so why am I dreaming like I’m 17? Wait…that’s not exactly accurate. When I was 17 I had the obsessed fan dreams full of hearts and butterflies. This wasn’t like that….either night.
The first dream took place in my favorite coffee shop. I was standing there talking to Jon Bon Jovi like we knew each other. No big deal, it was like we were friends or something? The girl who is my contact when I have my pop ups was walking across the room and I turned to him and said “that beautiful girl right there is going to make you the best cup of coffee you ever had.” Her hair was longer than in reality but that was the only difference. He turned to me and handed me a small piece of paper with 11:11 written on it. I was getting ready to leave when I noticed an old friend. I mean grade school old…he even sang at my wedding. I haven’t seen him for about a year or so. Anyway in my dream he stood in the back of the coffee shop and waved. It irritated me on two counts. One he has never run into me unexpectedly and not given me a hug and two….He was talking to Jon. He didn’t know that I already spoke with him and he knows I have always been a fan. I thought that was kind of rude. That was dream one.
Last night was a huge cluster of dreams, one right after the other. This was the Jon dream. I was sitting in a wing backed chair singing to a baby boy. I don’t know who the baby belonged to but it wasn’t mine. I was singing “Thank You for Loving Me” to the baby when Jon Bon Jovi sat down on the couch next to the chair and started singing with me. I of course stopped singing because he can sing and I cannot and I wasn’t about to badly sing in front of him. When he was singing the line “You parted my lips when I couldn’t breathe” he put his finger on the baby’s lips and parted them. Then the baby looked at Jon and said “do you think if I pretended I was hungry she would feed me?” I picked the baby up and turned his little infant face to mine and said “ummm no!” That was the end of dream two.
Why am I dreaming of Jon? They aren’t even fan dreams, I was completely comfortable around him in a friend like way. One dream was a fluke but back to back dreams? What the heck is going on in my dream world? 11:11 I get because that has been happening for the last couple of months. This morning I was talking to the girl in the kitchen when I glanced at the stove and there it was 11:11, it’s a thing and the dreams started on 11/1, I don’t know if that is relevant or not?
It’s bad enough that I keep getting the feeling of crawling out of my skin and now I can add intense dreams to mix. Last night I dreamed of pumpkins, busted open large bags of cotton, junk yards, a car chase, a police arrest of somebody I couldn’t see, I stepped on an old woman’s toe because she made me mad, and some OCD blonde that had hired a cleaning woman for her daughter and complained about her while cleaning everything again. No wonder it’s hard for me to get up some mornings…my brain is busy all night…..Zia