Weird Dream

Okay, so here’s a little story that may give you some indication of what kind of person I am. I’m "unique", as you’ll be able to tell.

This morning I woke up after having an intense and interesting dream. In the dream, I was just being myself and this woman came up to me. She was fairly attractive. She had long brown, wavy hair and a lovely face. She was wearing some sort of seductive dress. She came up to me and gave me a sexy look. This woman wanted me. Without saying anything, she took my right hand and held it up to her face and put my finger in her mouth. I was totally going to get some, the thought occurred to me. But then, in my left hand, there was an ice cream sandwich. The ice cream sandwich was all melty and delicious looking. It was just starting to like ooze, almost dripping, the kind of state ice cream is in and then you’re like, “Wow, I better eat it fast.” I wanted to put it in my mouth in a hurry. But before I did, I realized that if I was eating this ice cream sandwich, I could not make out with this chick, she wouldn’t dig a guy who eats ice cream before making out, thus was the rule of the dream. Now, I’ve always had kind of an eating problem. I used to have bad eating habits, I’ve overcome them. I’ve actually lost a lot of weight, like a hundred pounds, but I’m still a little bit fat. It’s obvious that my problems with women extend from this. This was one of those dreams that sum up your life and show it to you in a way that only your subconscious can. It was one of those rare, life shattering dreams. I had a choice. I had to choose between the woman and the ice cream. It was a direct metaphor for the problems in my life. If I chose the woman, I would have to throw the ice cream away, but I would get some. If I chose the ice cream, I would have to deny the woman. It was one of those choices where there was no wrong decision; it was a matter of personal preference. By choosing, I would forever decide for myself which was my priority. Once I had chosen I could live satisfied with that choice and overcome my desires for the other. Even though there was no wrong choice, I still chose wrong. Rather than choosing this hot woman who was sucking on my finger, I did not. I did not choose the ice cream, as tasty as it looked. I did not choose neither, I did not choose both. Instead of wasting this yummy ice cream sandwich by tossing it away, instead of abandoning this attractive woman… I gave the sandwich to the woman as a gift. It was something I really cherished and I didn’t want to just waste it, I thought it would be nice. She was so surprised and confused that she stopped sucking on my finger. I think I broke my dream, not even my subconscious saw that one coming. I woke up without sandwich or woman. Curse my constructive creativity. I killed two birds with one stone. I’m normally good at interpreting dreams, but I’m stuck on this one.