Every night I dream about her. The dreams are never the same, but she is always present in one way or another. In the most recent dream I was confronting her about the affair she is having with my husband. We were having a heated argument in the driveway of my parent’s home and I grabbed her hair. As I pulled her hair, her face began to contort as if it were made of Silly Putty. I kept pulling and pulling until her face was just a blob. Then I woke up.
If only real life could mimic dreams.
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Wow... I think she already has a silly putty face... I can't imagine it looking any worse!
ReplyDeleteDid you by chance see me in the dream standing at the side of the drive screaming "you go girl, kick her butt?"
SJ-like you never would have guessed!