After a long, extremely drawn-out breakup, I had a dream one night. It was one of those dreams that when you’re having it - you think that it’s really happening.
You feel that it is real.
The dream: A group of friends, including me, were sitting in a large booth at a dimly lit bar. Music was playing in the background. We were all laughing and joking around. I was just finishing a funny story. I don’t know what the story was about, but I ended it with something like “I’m not kidding, it happened exactly like that!”
Everyone in the booth laughed hysterically.
There was a woman sitting next to me. You know how dreams can be. She wasn’t recognizable and I still can’t get any kind of image of her in my mind. I didn’t know who she was or why she was sitting next to me.
While everyone was laughing at my story, she leaned over and whispered in my ear:
“I love you so much”
After such a long breakup - even though this was only a dream - it made me feel better than I had in a really long time.
Then I woke up.
I turned over and rubbed my eyes to help get them to focus in the dark. The digital clock was still a little blurry, but I could read the glowing blue numbers: 1:25 AM
I stared up at the ceiling for what seemed like forever. While I was staring up in the dark, one of my favorite John Mayer lyrics popped into my head and stayed there until I fell back asleep. The next morning I finally realized what he meant when he wrote it.
The lyric that played over and over in my head was:
“When you’re dreaming with a broken heart…waking up is the hardest part.”