For many weeks, I've had dreams, but I forget them as soon as I open my eyes, and the only memory I have, is the feeling they caused.
We've separated with A, and C and I moved to our own place. Last night I had a dream that I went over to our old apartment, I saw stuff in the window, but the place was still empty. Then I drove back there another day and went in the apartment through the balcony (4th floor). Inside were furniture that I have sold or thrown out. Some baby stuff and our lost mail. I took the mail (well, the important ones) and left. At the ground floor one really annoying neighbour saw me and stared asking a bunch of questions. I left in a hurry, only to not remember where my car was parked. I then started worrying about the new people finding out I've been there since my mail was picked up. I later found myself at the apartment again, when the new owner came in and had some story about me being a cleaning lady or coming in to see if my mail had been delivered there and the door was open because of the cleaning lady.
I was going to the gym with A, in a really bad mood since he was the typical him, really annoying. When I came in, a friend of ours, Lassie asked if I wanted to go the one gym or where (can't remember name) was. When I got to the locker room some twice as big as me, girl came an threatened me with scissors in her hand. I started yelling at her to bud off, that she can go fu** herself and I'm not int he mood and since it's my friend (Tony), who owns the place, I can have her banned for life, at any second. I then got to be by myself... And even though a gym, somehow I was more to go swimming.
