last night…

I don’t usually dream about my exes until long after. But this was the first night since last week that I got to sleep alone, and of course, I have a nightmare about my most recent ex bf.

I was downtown, in Washington D.C., coming home from work. I reached the area close to home, what would realistically by the Rosslyn area, when I ran into my ex. He asked if we could talk, and I begrudgingly said yes. I don’t remember how the conversation started, but all of sudden he became very emotional. He was almost in tears and being dramatic about what happened in our relationship, why it fell apart. I didn’t think it was worth discussing at this point because I had moved on and any feedback that I gave now would be even less useful. I essentially started to run away and told him to stay away (but in more words and with much more anger).

On second thought, I was supposed to meet someone for lunch and that was when I encountered my ex. But somehow, by the time I got home it was dark. The rest of the dream had nothing to do with my ex, but something about my apartment and someone trying to find where I lived (in a very hitman-like way).