I dreamt that Alex and I rekindled our relationship.
I was in my office. We had several computers. Someone had designed a game… They left a bag of M & Ms on each computer.
I opened mine up. Whichever colour I had the most of, I’m supposed to use that as the next instruction.
I opened mine up, and it had these extra large, flat, round M & Ms in blue, yellow, maybe green too.
As a result I was supposed to build some kind of computer on a wall.
I grabbed the M & Ms and started heading out.
Cut to: Me being with Alex.
He asked what I have been up to. I asked what he’s been up to. He said I asked you first. We laughed. The vibes were great.
It was night time. He held me in his arms as he was walking. I was at a 45 degree angle in his arms, and sort of weightless because my feet were not really dragging on the ground.
It was a comfortable, safe, happy feeling, being in his arms, being outside at night.
Because of my angle, I can see the night sky. Suddenly I saw a spaceship!
“Whoa! A spaceship!” I exclaimed wide-eyed in disbelief. It really had the shape of a spaceship!
But then as it descends and banked in a certain way, I realized it was a car. In fact, “Oh it’s a bus!”
I recognized it from the purple yellow red multi-coloured fabrics that buses have. It was pretty funny.
The bus landed and a bunch of black guys hopped out. They were nice.
I woke up feeling pretty happy and a bit horny. I imagined making out with Alex for a bit.
I’m happy to have a fun dream finally!
Maybe I can have a relationship with Virtual Alex. Dream Alex. He is sweet.
Yesterday when I was on the phone with John, for some reason my mood just turned sour. Is it me or him?
He just went on and complained about something, and didn’t ask me about my day. I rolled my eyes and thought, I was in a better mood before I got on the phone with him!
That’s the thing. 90% of the time I feel shittier after talking to him or seeing him.
That’s why I’m miserable.
How I want to be in a relationship with someone I love spending time with! Someone who makes me happier instead of sadder.
That was Alex. He brightened me up so much.
John is non-responsive to my jokes. Repeats a lot. Complains a lot.
To be fair, I’m not great to him either.
He was telling about investing in Monkeypox. He wanted to go all in. I rolled my eyes. He said these types of events will happen more often now. Agreed. He asked me to guess how much 4 million growing (10 times?) 10 times would generate. I rolled my eyes hard. I said it’s very unlikely he’ll win the bet 10 times in a row. If he loses it all, we don’t get to play again. It’s important to be able to keep playing. Invest half, ok.
Sometimes I worry about the soundness of his mind. So far he always turned out to be fairly smart and right. But, he did invest all his money into that scam, so he’ll never have enough street cred for having good judgement.
Maybe I should try to see him less. Maybe move away for a month to a tropical area and then break up.
Can I even move away though?
With Monkeypox on the horizon…it’s possible that we’ll continue to be stuck in Canada. It’s really crazy.
The craziest part is that Monkeypox was predicted 14 months ago by NTI.org, in a pandemic table exercise paper. In March 2021, they wrote about a fictional outbreak called monkeypox, with first confirmed case on May 15, 2022, in a fictional country, Brinia. In reality, the first confirmed case was on May 7, in Britain. Oh and NTI has a vaccine research and it’s funded by Bill Gates.
Are we just playing a script?
How can the world be not all over on this?
Is this even a real reality?