The 'Meet the Parents-break my bubble' nightmare-Dream journal!

So, yeah, 3 hrs ago, i tweeted about the nasty quality of Nightmares I have been having lately.

The really bad part is , I have this fitful sleep because of the pathetic nighmare i am having and then i get up, there is this residual sick feeling in my head,  but then i forget the details of the dream altogether. 

" why is remembering the details of the dream /nightmare so important?", You might ask 

Well, for one, though i don't believe in the outrageous theories about dream interpretation proposed by Freud and others, I do admit that analyzing one's dreams and correlating the dreams with one's own real life incidents  is GREAT FUN. For want of a better pastime perhaps, but still, fun to just try and connect the dreams to what really happenned to me in my  life in the recent past, tconnected to that dream.

        The funnier part is, Each time in the morning when i can't seem to recall my previous night's nighmare, i make a mental note that the next time around (as if I am so sure i will get a nightmare the next time around!) I am going to try and remember the details of the dream.This resolve makes my next round of nightmare even more stressful coz While in my sleep , i am also stressing that i better remember it. LOL

                Anyways, 

HERE ARE THE DETAILS OF THE NIGHTMARE THAT I BARELY MANAGED TO REMEMBER 

The dream starts off with me taking this guy home , you know, I am 30yrs old in the dream, so, yeah, the timeline of the dream is NOW. So, looks like, I am taking my boyfriend or would-be- fiance'   home to meet my parents. Hence, the header of this blog entry, "meet the parents" .

        The interesting part of this dream is , I take him to meet my parents , to the home which my parents no longer live at . My parents now live in a whole other city. This old home though, holds the distinction of being the home that I spent almost all my teen years at .This home has large fruit trees all around, A great flower garden in the front and beautiful marble floors in the living room , kitchen and bathrooms. My dad actually got the marble laid after we purchased the house. So, there have been days during my teen years , when i would retire into my very large bathroom with its cold marble floor and lie down on the floor. YES , You read it right !  The bathroom was so big and dry and clean , you could like down on the floor and dream away.

             So, yeah, my parents  of course moved after my dad retired. So, of course, if NOW I take my fiance home to meet my parents, I would actually take him to a whole another house in a whole another city.So, why?, in this dream , I still took him to that old home, well! I don't know! I think I am subconsciously connected to that house still in a lot of emotional ways , perhaps!

          So, I take him home, and then the next part of the dream just rushes, we talk, we spend evenings discussing stuff with parents  and what not.There was this whole air of young couple discussing future plans with parents and what not. I don't remember those details of the dream even. Fastforward to the 'break my bubble' part of the dream.

          One late twilight evening, as the room started getting darker, ME and HIM, sit in this room , which was initially our guest room, which then later,I made it my room for a bit before i moved out of house to go to medschool in another state. So, both of us are sitting near the window in that room and suddenly a discussion ensues. He is telling me something akin to how i probably misunderstood his intentions and  probably how he is still not over his last gf. 

And then i start arguing with him, "But hey, you were the one that broke up with her, yeah?" 

He says, " no, she broke up with me "

 and I go, " what? But that is not what the media says!"(gosh,where did the media come from in a dream sequence!)

and I am starting to get all angry and almost about to cry in indignation

 and then he proceeds to explain it to me that , it was her who broke up with him coz he won't want to commit the way she wanted and that the media didn't know a thing and that he was still in love with her and that i misunderstood his attention as love and what not.. 

       By this juncture in the dream, i am semi awake and therefore am making a mental note that i must , must, must remember the details of this nightmare and blog about it.. This resolve kinda breaks my sleep and I am wide awake, 3:40 in the morning.. Duh ! I usually get up at 4:00 ..Damn, lost 20 precious minutes of good ole sleep,. Shikes !