Freudian Dreams

This morning, I woke up from a dream. Now, I am rather pleased about the first part in and of itself. Waking up means that I am not dead....which is usually good. Dreams imply that I have a healthy sleep cycle.

Anyway, the dream was one of the strange ones that people tend to remember because it had a strong personal connection and it's oddity. Back in secondary school, I was friends with two girls, both of whom where incredibly attractive. Inevitably, I liked both of them. Of course, part of that was because I am a skirt-chaser. Like all dreams, last night's did not seem to have much sense of chronological order or rational to it. Anyway, the two girls and I ended up in Hawaii or a similar environment, playing near an island in crystal clear blue water. The perfect situation, one would think. After having spent year twelve with both of them, going on field trips and sharing in plenty of memories with both of them, I felt rather close to both (and still do, to be quite honest). At some point in the dream, I went up to each of them individually and told them that I loved them. They reciprocated.

Somehow, one of them drown. I felt incredibly sad, but I enjoyed my time with the other girl, while we both mourned the loss of our friend. The only positive thing that I could think of was that now I had no conflicts in my subconscious. When I woke, I knew that I was in love with both of them, and that I had no answers on how to proceed, because I also have an intense crush on a young lady from my post-secondary institution. I think back to my Psychology class, wondering what it is that Freud would tell me. That I love the girl in my dream that did not perish, and the other two are not so important to me? Or that I was more in love with the girl that is "deceased" in my dream, therefore meaning that my love life is over?

I have no answers, and am thus saddened.