Dreams of detachment

Last night I mentioned to Brando that I was about 5 seconds away from being slack. I told him that I'll change it to one week since he is still on my phone and of course he managed to work in his slack "stuff the turkey" comment of lately. Anyway, so I'm not horny per se but I was thinking about it for some reason. Maybe because I normally think about it and now I could care less about it. It's the whole detachment stage. This is the type of pms week that I prefer. The emotional bullshit can not hit the fan. So, I went to bed shortly after our convo and guess who I dreaamt about? Brando! WTF. In the dream he and I were getting back together but I wasn't exactly thrilled or excited about it. He was making all of these promises and treating me like his woman and I was leery of him. To boot, his baby mama or someone who represented her in the dream was there and she was trying to come between us. He was standing up to her on my behalf but it was all bullshit. In my dreams I was thinking ...this is bullshit and I was just looking at him sideways. Then came a part when he and I were in bed together and he says to me " I never did make love to you" and he proceeds to " make love" to me but I stop him. Yes. I stopped him and told him I wasn't in the mood. It felt like he was coming after me and I didn't want him to touch me. Nothing about us in the dream made me happy in the dream. What's dead is truly dead and this is the second dream within two months that expressed it in vivid details. Finally. My heart is resting easily.