Have you ever had a dream where you were fighting with a friend and woken up still angry at them?
Last night I had an opposite kind of dream.
Something big was happening, but I'm not sure what. I think I was in labor. Or I was fighting feelings of grief. It was Something Big. And difficult.
My best, closest friends were sitting with me on the floor of my bedroom.
I could feel myself being challenged by what was going on but they continuously comforted me. It went on for awhile.
We whispered and yelled and when the feelings started to suffocate me, someone made me laugh.
When I woke up, I missed them.
And then I realized that the people in my dream were strange.
I have no idea who these women were.
The friend who did most of the talking in my dream-- the one who knew me so well that her mere presence was comforting-- looked nothing like anyone I know in real life. She didn't really act all that familiar either.
Her mannerisms, her shape, her hair, her attitude... it was all so specific.
Where did she come from? Did my brain memorize a random person while I was grocery shopping and then cast her in the role of "best friend" in my dream? Did it put together this friend-person like a puzzle? Was she a dead relative? (Kidding. Mostly.)
I don't know what any of this means.
I think it has something to do with the internet.