I was a cop.
I wanted to be a police officer like my dad when I was a kid..
anyway in my dream I was a police officer.
I was in my squad car. A car went speeding by and I flipped on my lights. The person pulls over right away and I step out of my car.
(funny part, IN MY DREAM, I looked good in my aviator/cop sun glasses which in real awake life I don’t! In real life, I love these shinny glasses so much BUT, I look like a fly)…
I walk up to the car that was speeding and the window starts to roll down. I realize half way through saying,” LICENSE and REGISTRATION” that its HER his wife driving with HIM in the passenger seat high as a kite from getting teeth pulled at the dentist and all their kids in the back.
I stood there for a second in total shock. She hands me her license with a “I want to kick your ass because you fucked my husband but can’t because your a cop and people will be driving by thinking I’m assaulting an officer look.”
I take her license and think for a long time what should I do. HE is squirming in his seat realizing its a good thing that his mouth is numb because she might punch him.
(yeah kid I didn’t know I was a cop either until this dream but in my dream I look like this —->)
I hand her her license back and said we can go ahead and make this a warning, even though with me you have a free pass for life due to what I did to you and your family.
JUST THEN a car FLYS BY with bullets spraying from it at her car and me… I scream for her to lay down and get the kids down. I spin around and start firing…
The next minute her van is gone, HE and his kids are gone, and I am standing in front of HER protecting her from these bullets.
and then I woke up!
HOW MESSED UP. I am NOT a dream analyzer, but here is what I think LMAO….
If I run into her (one on one) I either need to be a cop or have a gun to protect MYSELF.
I am protecting her in my dreams so I can convince her I am a good person and not a whore like she thinks I am…
and I think this the most…. if I can do something DRAMATIC like save her life, maybe she will forgive me and we can call it even and she not hate me. I don’t expect her to be my friend… just not be secretly wishing me dead.