My memory capacity has much left to be desired, but I am surprisingly good at remembering dreams.
A long time ago, I dreamt about a particular male CC user. And in this dream, we were married for some time, and he had reached the age of an elderly man (although I knew we were well advanced in our marriage, I remained as a young version of myself).
In this dream I kept trying to fight for his attention and affection, but he was constantly distracted. He was studying some kind of philosophical university level course, and as I walked with him to his class, I was trying to playfully bump him, or hold his hand, or bring his eyes to me, but he was constantly muttering about his class and the things he was learning and never spent a second to acknowledge my existence. As he went in to class, I hid up in the trees to wait for him. Once he came out, I set myself out to win his attention again.
At some point we were travelling through some kind of river or body of water, and as much as I again tried to have his eyes set on me, he again was driven to chase other things in life. He was easily distracted with these big questions that required big answers, and never settled with what he had. It was like once he found love and was settled in marriage, he had grasped an achievement and set himself for the next thing, always hungry, never satisfied, always trying to find something to fill himself, never knowing what it was he really wanted.
Such a depressing dream, I know. I wish there were some CC users in my zombie apocalypse dreams, man, they are so rad.
