Freely Thinking Beings: Ex-Girlfriends don't belong in Dreams, Even Short Ones

I created this dream category some time ago as a way to, at least partially, be able to remember my dreams. Not that I think my dreams have any deeper significance, but dreams are most often so bizarre and fleeting that they are almost completely gone from your mind before you finish your first cup of coffee in the morning.

This dream occurred the night of Friday, Feb. 8th, 2013. I'll start by saying it was a rather odd dream, then again are dreams ever not odd in some way, shape or form.

Both my parents, my sister, an ex-girlfriend (who for the sake of possible recognition I'll call D), and a random guy who I didn't recognize but who seemed familiar to me as a friend were all together at what was, in my mind, a San Francisco Giants baseball game. We were sitting in the outfield, I'd say about half way up the bleachers all next to each other. I was on one end next to the random guy who was my friend, followed by D, my sister and then my mom and dad at the far end.

I remember it not being odd that I was with my family and an ex-girlfriend at a sporting event because it became obvious as we sat there and shot the shit about the game that I didn't view D as an ex-girlfriend, I viewed her as my sister's friend.

Out-of-no-where a water balloon suddenly came flying past us at what felt like a hundred miles an hour and lands a few rows in front of us. No sooner than the first volley lands near a group of guys do they stand up and begin shooting balloons back at the people above us. A few balloons land near me and I join in the fray by bouncing the balloons off the seats in front of me and up into the air. For some reason none of the balloons seem to break on impact. After a short while of water balloon battling an usher comes running down the staircase to our left and begins yelling at the group of guys in front of us and quelling the colorful uprising.

At this point there is a desk in front me, you know those college type desks, that have the built-in, non-adjustable table top, that kind. I quickly write down a note on the desk and hand it to my sister. What the note actually said was never revealed to me but at this moment I'm starting to recognize D as my ex-girlfriend. After passing the note to my sister D gets up and walks away and following right behind her is my friend.

During this short-lived moment of privacy I ask my sister if that is in fact my ex-girlfriend D. She says yes it is. Now flustered from the sudden realization that I've been sharing this family outing with an ex-girlfriend I get up and go down the stairs and make a left. As I came around a slight corner on the main level of the stadium I now had a much different view of the play on the field. Wouldn't you know it, it's a rugby game. One team wearing green jersey's is about to score on the other team wearing red jersey's.

After watching the action briefly from this vantage point I head back to my seats to find my friend and my ex-girlfriend sitting in a boat in between where the bleacher section ends and the lower seating section begins (which by all dream accounts wasn't there before).

It has now become painfully obvious that the real reason my ex-girlfriend is there is because my friend and her are on a date. After a brief conversation with my friend about me feeling uncomfortable with the whole situation he tries to smooth things over in a way that you can imagine a friend who has just been caught on a date with your ex-girlfriend would. The dream ends with me saying "What are you on a date with her?" He looks at me guiltily to which I respond "You are, you son-of-a-bitch!"

Just to be clear here about the current relationship state between me and D. I haven't seen or spoken to her in over three years and none of my friends ever dated her after me. The only aspects that even ring true with relevance at all from when we were together are that she is a big San Francisco Giants fan, her and my sister were pretty close, I played rugby in high school and my favorite color is green. Which maybe explains why the team wearing green jersey's was about to score on the team wearing red jersey's. This last point is the only one I have figured out with any kind of certainty.

Anyone else have any ideas?

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