Last night I had a rather vivid dream which is rare for me. Usually I experience a nonsenical mess of images that are quickly forgotten and don't leave me so shaken. For it to truly make sense, I suppose some backstory is in order.
I was in a relationship with a Guy for a good portion of time in college and it was serious. We broke up right before graduation and I didn't really try to get over it. Instead, I just blew right through the whole mess and went on with my life like none of it had really happened. I paid for that over the following couple of years because I never really felt a definite amount of closure (god, I hate that word) and we continued to be rather close friends. Then I collapsed in a bar and hit my head, was completely disoriented for around 15 minutes, and when I snapped out of it, I realized he was kind of an asshole and I was an idiot for not just removing him from life. So, I did just that.
And that's making a really long, turbulent story short. It's been about 5 months since I've seen or spoken to him, then the dream. I'm at some kind of pool party/water park with a bunch of the people Guy and I hung out with back in the day. He wasn't there and I was just talking to everyone and sharing stories. They finally decided to tell me he was at the party and he came out from somewhere (It kind of felt like the Jerry Springer show at that point. I was waiting for a crowd to start booing or something). All of our friends just started talking about our relationship and what had happened since the breakup, and why aren't we talking anymore? At one point, Guy accused me of having a relationship with my current boss, and I decide to go elsewhere because that's ludicrous. I ride some water slides and then run into some people who I used to hang out with in high school. I spend some time catching up with them, and it's hella awkward. I go back to join everyone else, and they are all gone. In their place is some kind of mystic and a fire surrounded by people. He is randomly shouting out people's fortunes. He calls out my name and Guy's, says we are 10 and 20 (??), and that Guy will die soon. I begin to freak out and try to find him to warn him of his pending doom. That's the dream.
