Last night I dreamt that a crazy — but beautiful — woman was stalking me. She was sending me love poems and waiting for me outside of our house. It was creepy and unsettling. Even though she was pretty hot.
In the dream, my wife accused me of cheating on her. She left and took our girls with her. I was devastated.
At one point I somehow found myself in a pond struggling to reach shore. I realized my iPhone was in my pocket. I pulled it out while treading water. It was ruined. And then I woke up.
My first thought was to reach for my phone. It was fine. I was relieved.
Am I a bad husband?