Knifes and Mistresses

The night before last I experienced two dreams that I was able to remember.  They were both disturbing in their own way, I am not entirely sure what inspired them, but I was glad to be out of both of them.


In the first one I was in line for a college registration, or something, and the college gave each person an identification number and we had to put ourselves in the correct order according to our number in line.  My section of numbers got out of order because someone took a wrong turn in the corridors that we were walking through.  Because of this, when we got to an area where someone was checking our numbers we were told to get into our correct spot, this was difficult for me because I do not like to be in embarrassing situations like this.  Once we finally got to our spot this one girl was being mean to another girl about her lack of make up, so I asked her if she was ever comfortable enough with her looks to go out in public sans makeup and she just sneered at me, which was an answer in itself. When we got up to a certain area we had to go through a metal detector and my bag scan detected something wrong so it was opened by a guard and there was a crazy, killer knife set in there.  I swore that it was not mine and must have been planted.  I was sure that the mean girl from before set me up.  The issue wasn't resolved and that is about when I woke up, which I was relieved to do as I did not want to deal with the fallout even in my dream.


The second dream was also really upsetting.  Jonathan, my husband, was married to another woman and I was his mistress.  His wife didn't live with him but at her own apartment while I lived with him and acted as his rightful wife.  We were having a party at his wife's apartment with our friends and two of our friend's kids came out fighting about a loaded handgun that they were tug-of-warring with.  I am not sure how we knew it was loaded, but that is just the way dreams work I guess.  Everyone was freaking out and I was the nearest so I managed to get it away from them but it was really scary as I was not sure that in the process they were going to accidentally shoot one another or myself.  Then my family came over to the party and asked me about why Elyse had a fat little dog (for some reason they thought that the apartment was my sister-in-law's apartment) and I explained that it belonged to Jonathan's wife.  I don't know in the dream if they already knew that Jonathan and I were not really married, but I told them as if they did, but immediately realized that Jonathan and I had to talk about what to tell people about his wife.  This was at the end of the dream and I remember also wondering and needing to ask if Jonathan had sex with his wife.  The weirdest thing about the mistress part of this dream was that in the dream I didn't care at all that Jonathan had a wife, I wasn't jealous, I understood the reasoning and was okay with it.  I don't exactly know what the reasoning was, though.