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By CordovaGirl Date: 2004 Jun 21 Comment on this Work [[2004.06.21.17.13.4569]] |
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I think moving in with my boyfriend is messing with my head. Maybe I need one of those dream dictionaries. I had this dream the other night, where I'm at a summer house? Not sure. My boyfriend isn't there, but he is...if that makes sense. All of a sudden IAN ZIERING shows up, wanting to date me. What? Ian Ziering? Who is God's name let him into my dream? Yet for some reason, I give him a chance, but all the time thinking, what am I doing? I have a great guy at home. At the "end," I guess you'd call it the end, I'm leaving the camp and Ian is begging me to stay. Did I? Well, I told him I had something better at home, and as I left the house to go back home, he was still begging as I drove off, and I woke up. Considering it was Ian Ziering, it's not surprising I passed him up..it's even more surprising I was attempting to date someone else while with my boyfriend, something I wouldn't...well I did dream of, nevermind. BUT, when I think about all the financial issues we're having now, and how many Ian Ziering probably doesn't have, it's comforting to know I was walking away from a comfortable life into the arms of something a LOT more comfortable for MY life. I think Ian Ziering just became a self-proclaimed metaphor for "truly in love," or maybe a way to judge my financial or personality standards, or show how little emphasis I place on looks (I could have dreamt of Tom Cruise or Orlando Bloom). Then again, maybe I just had bad sushi that night...hmm. On that note, I doubt we should add him to a dream dictionary anytime soon. |