The Titanic

So now that I have my introduction posted, here we go with my first official entry:

December 6, 20 14. 

Last night I had a dream that I was on the Titanic.  But in modern times. And we weren’t in the open ocean, we were in the shallow, northern San Francisco bay waters (I grew up in that area and my Mom always lived there). 

At first, everything was just fine, as I’m sure it seemed in the real situation.   I was with my man, but then I was running around the ship, and I got lost.  

I ended up sitting alone on a couch in one of the lower deck rooms. It looked like a big storage room with a bunch of old furniture everywhere.   Suddenly I heard someone walking down a nearby staircase, and I thought it was my man. But when he turned to face me, it was a different man.  Maybe in his late 20’s, early 30’s.  He wasn’t ugly or anything, he looked like an otherwise clean-cut guy.   But he had this look in his eyes of “bad intentions”.

He sat in a chair across from me and starred at me, making me feel very uneasy.  He was trying to make small talk with me, but that uneasy “pre-rape” feeling kept looming over me.  So I figured it was best to make an excuse to leave, before I got attacked or something. 

He tried to follow me, and I ran up the stairs, calling for my man.  I guess that scared him off, because I looked back and he was gone.   A moment later, I found my man and I felt relieved. 

But all of a sudden, we saw water forming puddles on the floor around us.  We noticed the ship was slanted at an awkward angle too.  The water was quickly getting deeper. The ship tipped forward, dragging its nose along the shallow floor of the bay, jolting us to a stop. And basically, everything that happened in the final scenes of Titanic happened to our ship.  Pretty much exactly the same way. 

The water wasn’t freezing though, just average cold.  We had to swim our way back to shore. 

Somehow, me and my guy had an apartment there in my home town, and we found our way back there.  We had a big argument, and I accused him of cheating on me.   He left for work after a while, as though it were a regular day.  

But when he came back, he had 5 very beautiful women with him!  They all followed him inside and they all made themselves comfortable in the living room.  Completely ignoring me, like I wasn’t even there.   I got the feeling he did this just to upset me.   So I stormed off to the bedroom and locked myself in there.   Then I saw a box of condoms laying out on the dresser, with all the condoms pulled out and laying everywhere.  Which he clearly left there to taunt me.   

All hell broke loose at that moment, and it was a fight of all the ages! 

And…   I basically woke up at that point.   Not sure what a dream like that means.  I guess trust issues, and self destruction, maybe?

Don't know what the creepy guy in the storage room represents, though.