If your dream became your reality would you be ready?!!

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I had a romantic dream (not a blue movie) just a cute girl meets boy kind of party. I was the girl as sometimes my dreams can be unpredictable and the boy was actually attractive, witty and kind. The latter is very important to me, as a pretty face with an ugly personality transforms into a beast on my scale. I remember thinking okay let’s have this in real life then. As in where in the world do they make this guy?!! I want to meet him. Yes, I said this whilst still aware that it was just a dream. Sad! Yes you can laugh too.

Typically I don’t have dreams like this. I’m an ideas person in real life. I dream of travel, opportunities, new devices and the like but alas I have no welding credentials.

A few days passed and no sign of said man….welp! I concluded the dream should be laid to rest too.

I was on the train reading and I looked up because I felt eyes but suspected everything else but who I saw. To my astonishment there he was in front of me, literally the man of my dreams…well singular but he was in my dream, then somehow also in front of me in real life. Anyway, he was sat across from me but one seat over, yes I still remember that too … sheesh! Pahahaha He pulled out a book and started “reading” too lol. C’mon that’s cute, just a bit of imitation you know what they say. Flatter me! Flatter me! Ha!

Still pretending not to notice him I said “Nah!!! It can’t be the same guy from my dream. The guy from my dream had a bald head.” This mini speech took place in my head of course. Suddenly, I swear my hands started to sweat and remembered all those eyes rolls I gave to super fans passing out. The hypocrisy. I felt like I might faint my darn self. It was all very Twilight Zone-ish the theme song came to mind. This couldn’t be the man from my dream. I told myself to stop being silly, besides the Mr on the train had a hat on so I couldn’t tell.

He looked at me like he knew me. “Noooo!!!” Maybe he was just slick like that I thought *eye roll* again in my head. I kept thinking of something to say in my head. He was looking right at me whilst I acted like the book in my hand was so incredibly fascinating. When I blatantly looked back at him, a few times I thought he wanted to say something but like me cluck! cluck! his pointless wings flapped too loudly. I gave up thinking. I couldn’t do it either I just felt too shy pahahaha. I don’t know what happened to all that spiel in the beginning, where I said I wanted to see him in real life yadda yadda. Out the window everything went, my resolve just evaporated. Poof! Gone, without a warning. I know I asked to meet him but gosh I did not imagine it would be so soon.

The “dream guy” sat on the edge of his seat feet pointing towards me. The Psychology Articles came to mind, specifically the body language related sections of my filing system. Didn’t feet point towards the person of interest?! He fidgeted some more whilst I pretended not to see him lol he leaned over towards me. I was impressed that was something obvious…well I don’t really know but I swear I was like finally! Finally!!! *again in my head people*. Outwardly, I had not moved a muscle. I figured any sudden moves would see him second guessing. I tell you I was like how many blinks can I skip. I certainly wasn’t going to make the first move I’m a bit…okay a whole cooked chicken too so not a peep he would get from me. Pathetically immobilised.

Just as he stretched his left foot towards me (yes I noticed EVERYTHING! Pahahaha) and took his hat off to reveal that beautiful bald head I realised the train had reached my stop. Had it not been for the fact I had booked a class, I would have stayed one stop longer to entertain the situation and hear what he wanted to tell me. He looked disappointed as he slunk back in his seat to let me off the train or maybe that’s just how I felt. He looked at me, I looked at him. Who’s going to tell him it wasn’t his bald head. #GUTTED.

Have you ever met someone from your dreams? That was the only dream I’ve had of that nature to date. Also the only celebrities I met in a dream were Redman and Method Man, yep no crooners. Legends. If they ever get round to the project they informed of in my dream, I’ll share the dream.

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All the best

Teherah xXx

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Teherah started her career as a Children's Leisure Instructor then went on to work for several charity and council organisations including centres for young people with complex needs. The former experiences propelled the change from play work to teaching assisting and healthcare, which perpetuated her fascination with language and additional needs. Teherah appreciates most creative forms: literature, art, music, and dance.

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