I had a dream last night that caused me to feel stuff I don’t like feeling.
This isn’t to anyone on here… as far as I know, but I have to say it…
“I dreamt of you, whoever you are. You were petite, brunette and a lively girl. Maybe you are someone I once met or someone I used to know but I am worried about you.
When that car hit you my brain must have locked the feelings into my concious side because all day I have been feeling the pain of seeing someone hurt. This all sounds so bizarre because it was all a figment of my imagination but even so, if you do exist I hope you are ok.
I can’t predict the future but the number of times I have dreamt about someone I didn’t recognise and THEN met them in real life would make you wonder about my credibility, if I hadn’t kept a dream diary back in my teens which has all the dates to prove I am not totally insane.
I remember saying ‘I love you’ and then you smiled and walked away.
Why must some dreams be so painful, despite my callous disregard for other people who I don’t know, you touched a nerve.
You were real.
I hope you are ok.”