Dream interpretation fascinates me, but at the end of the day, I suppose it’s like reading your horoscope that you get whatever meaning that you choose to glean from it. I’m a little cynical on a whole thing to be honest. I mean, how can the people who write up these dream analysis assume that there’s just this universal concept or understanding of what all these symbols mean for all people? In any event, I find it all very fascinating.
I had a dream Wednesday night. In it, I was throwing out some spoiled chocolate milk. Some of it really wasn’t easy to get to, though. In fact, in one part of the dream I went into this closet type thing that was almost more like a pantry, and 2 gallons of milk were sitting in the back of the pantry. For some strange reason, my sister’s bed was situated over the pantry pantry kind of like Greg Brady’s attic-bedroom on the Brady Bunch; or the weather in Harry Potter, was forced to live in underneath the stairs and his aunt and uncles‘s house. I remember having to climb up on a folded ladder and straddle it, crawling across it in order to reach the spoiled milk , which was on a shelf below
I’m looking up interpretation right now just to figure out what dreams are about throwing out spoiled milk means. Here is a link to the site that I checked out. This particular page is surprisingly for extensive. It gets into several different questions like: did you smell the milk or did you taste the milk? Was it any familiar or unfamiliar container? Did you see it any familiar or unfamiliar place? I’ve listed a couple of things that I picked up and what I think it means to me:

From what I’ve been able to gather from all of this, it sounds as if this dream symbolizes a realization of a summer situation for me. More to the point, it’s a situation at no longer serves me, and I am ready to move onto something else.
I’ve been posting about other people in my life, former girlfriends, who I don’t talk to yet for some reason I still maintain friendships with on social media. And some cases I have been reluctant to even delete their phone numbers or delete any other pictures off of my phones. it’s almost as if I’m collecting ex-girlfriends; or as John Bender concluded in The Breakfast Club – I don’t want to throw anything away.
The page also talk in some detail about dreams of spoiled milk, meaning that the dream is having feelings of guilty remorse. Maybe even thinking about a relationship that went…sour. Yeah. I know. Clever.
I have been dealing with a relationship that recently. A few days back, I talked about next schoolteacher, and we met meditating apps a little over two years ago and a few dates. Fell off between the two of us. I’m not really sure if she stopped calling me. I stopped calling her. I think that was right around the time that I met Jessica and things blossoms with her pretty quickly.
The truth is, there has been that recently for me. There is a twinge of regret that I am dealing with. I was XST and I stopped talking. It bothered me, because I really liked her. And I was definitely attracted to her.
A few weeks back she randomly sent me a friend request out of the blue. Don’t give me wrong, I’m happy about it, but it threw me off a bit.
The frustrating part is I feel like there’s something between us. I feel like there’s some definite chemistry – more than most of the people I’ve dated in the last two years since her. I get the feeling that she’s holding back. I don’t know if she’s just trying to play the field of this point. I don’t know if maybe she’s just a little guarded, doesn’t wanna get into too serious.
But I will say this: if things don’t materialize between her and I this time, I don’t want her to call me again. I don’t want her to reach out to me again. I don’t want to get a Facebook friend request from her in another two years. I don’t want to get on this merry-go-round with her again. It’s like the old saying goes: fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me.
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