This isn’t the first time this has happened, and it’s actually happening with alarming frequency lately.
I dreamed that I was with my ex-wife. J brought me out to a cabin in the middle of the woods, and she explained to me that I was going to live there on my own now.
Our marriage was over, and I shouldn’t try to contact her or attempt to get back together. The cabin was my home now, and the sooner I accepted that, the faster I could get on with the rest of my life.
In this nightmare, I woke up in the middle of the night, reached across the bed for J and realized she was not there. That was when I remembered that she had left me, and I was all alone in a cabin in the middle of snow covered woods.
To add to my broken heart, I had the realization that I was never going to see my beloved black cat Banky again because J had kept him in the divorce.
When I woke up this morning, Modern Philosophers, I was furious about the dream. I haven’t spoken to J in years, I never think about her, and I don’t long to be with her.
However, I am openly mourning the fact that The Girl Who Moved Away will not speak to me, and this childish move on her part has me completely unnerved.
If I’m going to dream about anyone abandoning me in the middle of nowhere, why can’t it at least be the right person? I want to dream about The Girl Who Won’t Speak To Me. At least that way, I’ll get to see her and interact with her.
If I’m going to have a nightmare, let it be about the woman who is crushing my heart and breaking my spirit.
Why the hell am I dreaming about someone whose heartbreak I’ve long since gotten over?
And Banky? Why did I have to dream about my beloved black cat who left me back in July? Is my mind trying to drive me mad?
Why is The Girl Who Left Town With My Heart refusing to even face me in my dreams? I don’t understand it, and I’m really pissed off about it.
Of course, these complaints are falling on deaf ears. The silent treatment continues…