dreamer....

usually when i blog, i have something to complain about....right now, it's super hard to blog, because i have nothing to publically complain about....Last night i dreamt that i was at a wedding, no not Patricks, but i woke up, because i bit my tongue really hard and i was talking to my friend about it and she was like, "well is that how you feel? I think that honestly you are biting your tongue super hard just to let things work out the way that he wants them to, because you are scared to mess things up for him again." and i sighed and said, "i don't know, i guess i am happy for him....i just wish i could say how i feel about everything." So it totally got me thinking about my dream....cuz i was at A wedding, dancing with the groom and i woke up by biting my tongue....kind of strange. So i sat and pondered after i got off of the phone and i though, what if that IS what it is all about...what if it IS about Patricks wedding? Of course i will keep my mouth shut and let it be.....the way that i try to look at it is, "He made his bed and he is out of mine" i guess it's the only way to look at it right now....