"Dream man" dreams

I think my dreams are seriously trying to tell me something about myself...and specifically my taste in men. Of course I don't know what the hell that is, but then who really does.

Last night's dream was especially tasty, as there were two VERY hot brothers in it. Even stranger...in the dream, I ACTUALLY knew their names:

Eric - the older brother. The responsible one. The nice guy, who is always there for you, very sincere, very honest. Almost predictable.

Quinn - the younger brother. Irresponsible. The spontaneous passionate one. Brooding, slightly conflicted.

And in the dream, I have to choose between the two. (I mean, I hate to sound narcissistic and all, but it is MY dream.)

Of course my brain is telling me to choose the older brother, but who I really identify with is the younger brother. Do I choose the one that's "good" for me and helps to keep me grounded? Or do I choose the one that I would feel the most "myself" with, albeit highly unpredictable?

This pretty much mimics real life for me. Almost like having an angel on one shoulder and a devil on the other. I suppose it does make some bit of sense...I am a Gemini after all (not that I necessarily believe all that).

I've never supposed myself to have a specific "type" of guy...I've dated all across the board. But it does always seem like the ones I really fall for are the "Quinns" in my life. And although I try on an "Eric" here and there, they never really seem to stick. Comfort and affection just aren't enough. Period.

Of course I wake up from the dream before actually making a choice (why not have both...ha!).

Sigh. Thank you, brain...for reminding me of the constant conflict that my head and my heart seem to continually return to. (I suppose I should just be happy for a dream that wasn't technically a nightmare for once.) And if I ever run into brothers named Eric and Quinn...well...shit.

Here's to a non-conflicted weekend.

Song of the day: "The Game Has Changed" Daft Punk: Tron Legacy Soundtrack