lucyoncolorado

In which I'm dating my exboyfriend and preparing to do CPR on an infant...

I'm dating my highschool boyfriend but we two are hanging out with my real life social group, including one of my best friends. We are in a hotel suite for some reason, drinking and living it up like rock stars.

I'm standing outside on the hotel patio and I see my best friend's father collapse in the snow below. I jump the railing and dive down towards him. I can see that he is non responsive, but I don't take the time to check for a pulse. I need to pick him up and get him inside where it is warmer. I lift him, and he becomes my nextdoor neighbor's newborn baby. My friends have gathered in the hotel, and I tell one to call 911 and another, who I know is trained in CPR, to come with me to help me work on the baby until the paramedics arrive. I put the baby on a bed, notice she is not breathing and check for a pulse. I'm in a detached state of mind. I'm thinking of all the things I need to do before I do them, but I'm working calmly and methodically. Just as I place my fingers on her chest and face to start working, she gasps and starts crying. I pick her up and we all start laughing in relief.

Later I go back to the party, and in the dream a full night has passed. The social group is different now. I'm still with my exboyfriend, but all the other people in the suite with us are my friends from highschool- not my adult social group. I walk into my room and find my exboyfriend in bed with another woman. I am really upset about it and start to pound on his back with my fists until he wakes up. I'm screaming at him a bunch of profanities.

The other people wake up and start to get dressed for an evening out. My exboyfriend explains that he is going to take the new girl with him instead of me. Our friends are upset about this because they don't want to kick me out of their fun, but they make it clear that since we are breaking up, they will take my exboyfriend's side. I am no longer welcome. I start to cry because I feel like I'm losing not just my boyfriend, but also all of my friends. But then I realize that I don't actually like any of these people anyway- these are people I used to hang out with in highschool and most are really trashy losers. Something seems wrong and I'm confused about why I'm with these people, but I don't remember that I'm married or that I'm an adult now. I look at my exboyfriend and realize that I don't really want to hang out with him either. I'm not even sad that he is cheating on me. I tell everyone that I'm fine and that everything is going to be OK and that I don't mind that I'm not going to see them anymore.