Dream

I love to go to bed at night and fall asleep wondering what I am going to dream about. I am a good dreamer. I am lucky enough to dream in color and remember the dream when I wake up in the morning. I dream at least 5 times a week. It's funny how dreams work and tell a story of my life at the time. If I am really stressed out in my real life I will dream about my days as a waitress at TC Eggington's. The dream will be about having a ton of tables and people to wait on and not being able to keep up. It is usually about not being able to get their drinks out to them. If Marc and I aren't getting along I usually dream about me and some celebrity guy. I have been on a date with Justin Timberlake, Keanue Reaves and Ryan Gosling so far. These dreams really help smooth things over for Marc and I. I sometimes welcome the fight between us so I can have a "Dream Date". So last night I had a dream that I only had about 10 hours to live. It was very disturbing. I remember being really sad and wanting to get things done before I checked out. I remember telling myself "Hey it is going to be okay to die. You can see what's on the other side. You should be excited to be heading there". Thinking those thoughts in my dream really put me at ease. I remember not being scared to die. So any idea what this dream was suppose to mean or say to me? Oh, I didn't end up dying. I lived. I was given a shot of some medication in my arm and Marc said it would make me live. Weird huh!