why do all the dreams I remember involve me with a boyfriend? :/
It started out normally. There was this guy I liked over at my house, just hanging out with me, helping me with chores and stuff I guess because he liked me too. He kind of looked like Cory Monteith, I remember he was tall and cute lmao. I remember we were in the kitchen, he was helping me unload the dishwasher and my mom told me to take water to these stores in the mall because they needed it. I had no idea why, but she handed me a Brita pitcher and told me to fill it and then when me and the boy went out, to take it with us. Then, somehow, it shifted to me being on this big sailboat, like one of those boats in the time of pirates. Those big, old ships. We were coming out of a cave and there were ropes in the water, like angular and tight and some people standing in the water and we were supposed to pull them onto the boat. It was some birthday tradition or something and the boy was down there. But we were supposed to do it while sailing, so I had his rope. He sent a teddy bear up to me and I sent it back so he could have it, but as he was climbing and I was pulling, we sailed into a storm and somehow he got lost. All I had was the teddy bear and I cried and I cried. I felt such deep sadness, it was really intense. Then, lmao, the "captain" of the ship (who looked like Jane Lynch oddly enough) was yelling at me to buck up and that she lost the love of her life to the sea and I got so angry at her, taking her glasses off her face and broke them, tossing them into the ocean (it was really dramatic believe me). The journey home finally ended and we came to this charming little oceanside town (it looked like Avalon on Catalina Island, if that helps) and I kept looking over the side at the docks and the houses and everything, looking for this boy. But I didn't see him and that just kind of made me more sad. Once I was off everything moved to me being in my best friend's dorm, just kind of sitting. I felt like I would cry at any moment and he was just asking me if I wanted to do anything, go out or something. We ended up going to this bar that looked more like a coffeehouse than a bar but it was cozy and owned by Lissa, my mom's best friend. Then they both showed up, my mom and Lissa, and told me to go out and help them bring in Cokes to Lissa's room (Because apparently she lived there too) and we started driving somewhere and that's where I woke up.
But I woke up and still felt that really intense sadness and that was the weirdest part. :/