compudude86
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so, this starts off with the dream I had last night. First off, my wife, now estranged, and I had a discussion one night as I was off in another realm, where we determined my previous name was Jack, and hers Elizabeth, and she agreed to this, as if she was there too. So my dream last night, I was stepping off an elevator, into a hallway rich with wood, I, along with many other guys, adjusted my tie and checked my slicked back hair in the mirror across the hall, when I looked to my left, and a young secretary, don't know how I know her title, about 6 inches shorter than me, a face I have never seen before, freckled, (my wife had freckles but it wasn't anything near her face) dark blonde hair pinned up, white with purple floral print dress (which I found exactly by looking up "60s purple floral print dress" on google), grabbed my face, as if she was uncontrollably infatuated with me, kissed me, biting my lip hard, the exact same way my wife did when she first met me. I grabbed her face back just as I woke up and couldn't fall back asleep. I'm convinced I had a flashback of my past life I wasn't supposed to see. I have had combat dreams for years. WWII videos, nothing. Iraq videos, nothing. But any time I see Vietnam videos, I cringe and am uneasy, like flashbacks. The sound of the choppers, the scenery, Apocalypse Now is an absolute trigger movie. Forest Gump even brings emotions. I meet Vietnam vets and thank them for their service, and see them like they are family to me. But, I hear songs up to about late 70s and feel recognition of them. but once it hits 80s I don't remember. I was born in 86 and have been told it would be "too soon" but have been told by older, spiritual women that I am an "old soul" without knowing my story. Was I there? Did I see Elizabeth last night? Am I crazy or does any of this make sense?