Ok, so here’s my other dream story – and I promise, there’s no tuna salad in this one. This happened just a few weeks ago…
In the wee hours of the night, I dreamed I was in a hospital waiting room with a woman who wasn’t feeling well. She wasn’t noticeably ill, and the hospital staff did not seem overly concerned by her condition. They told her to sit down and wait, and they would get to her shortly. I was very distressed by this, wanting them to take her back right away for treatment. I argued with them, saying that her condition was more serious than it looked, and that they should not make her wait. (I have no idea what I thought was wrong with her.)
When I woke up, I realized that I recognized the woman from my dream. She was someone that I’d worked with more than 10 years ago. We are friends on Facebook, but are not close – in fact, we had not had any direct communication that I could remember since I accepted her friend request a couple of years ago….not even a comment on a post. I remember thinking how odd it was that I’d dreamed about her.
Imagine my surprise when I logged into Facebook a few minutes later to see if anyone had commented on a post I’d made before going to bed. The most recent comment on that post was from her.