Dreamscape

A glimpse into what might have been, a terrifying vision of what awaits me, or simply a restless dream brought on by eating the wrong thing. I awoke with a start and took in my surroundings. The room was familiar though I knew not where I was. I looked to my left and noticed that I was alone in this bed. Normally not a reason for concern being that I am single and live alone, but I was in a panic and began screaming for my pregnant wife. A woman who I believed to be my mother came running in and asked what was wrong. I tried to explain how my wife was just there laying next to me and that she was gone. I mentioned something about how she shouldn’t be up because she was pregnant. I was consoled and told that it was ok and that my wife would be back soon. I lay back down and moments later a beautiful young woman entered the room and lay on the bed beside me. She was fully dressed and had the appearance of having traveled a long way. I recognized her as a girl I used to know and instantly realized that she was my wife. We sat there talking about this and that and then she said my son had himself a little girlfriend. I suddenly became aware that she was not pregnant. Our conversation implied that our son was between 5-8 years old. I got out of the bed and started walking around with her. I got the impression that I had not been with her and my son for a long period of time. She mentioned that she was living in another state working on her career and that things where going well. I began to think that we might actually be divorced or maybe separated. I noticed other people around that looked like my family. I asked what had happened between us to try to understand what was going on. She started to talk about things I had done but her words were swallowed into the air and I could only hear mumblings. I got the impression that I had done something bad, possibly to her. I heard her say that I am not a violent person and that she would be glad to hear that this was just a temporary thing. There was love in her voice that echoed around my head. Where was I and what was this place? I began to ask questions about my son and expressed a strong desire to be there for the both of them. Suddenly a wave of regret swept across me and things around me began to change. A large band of tiki heads started to play and sing. I ran to the nearby girl who I took as my sister and started asking what was going on and where had they come from. My wife began to sob and tears ran down her cheeks. I then became an observer of all that was going on I could see myself going into hysterics and my wife crying for me to come back to her. The girl I had thought to be my sister was in fact a nurse. It then dawned on me where I was and why. This place was a home for the mentally unstable. I had lost all grasp on reality and after doing something horrible to my wife I was sent here for treatment. I had viewed the staff in the only way my mind could handle, as my family. My wife was called in to talk to me after many days of me waking and pleading for her. I woke up and slowly brought myself back to reality. The image of my ‘wife’ still fresh in my mind and the feeling of love between us lingered as I went about my usual morning contemplating what had just transpired in my dreams.