I just had the weirdest dream. I was married to the sister of a woman I vaguely know. The marriage had been rocky from the start and despite my best efforts, she'd left me nearly at once. I could not even remember what she looked like. How was I to reconcile if I couldn't even recognize her? I was out on the patio of a bar with her family, with whom I seemed to get along just fine. The woman, my sister-in-law, seemed sympathetic, but of course she had her relationship with her sister to consider. I suppose I ought to have married the sister.
I remember sitting there in the dream, nursing a beer, and suddenly realizing I was no longer "single". I was, in fact, "married", and about to be "divorced", which is like single except without the stigma of never having paired up in a serious way, which obviously is something nagging at me, even if I'm rarely consciously aware of it. Ah well, such is life, at least for me.
Looking back at this 17 years later, I'm wondering what the hell I was talking about. :D
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