Dream

I was doing fine until I had a dream about A this morning. He invited me to his place, and my mom came along too somehow, uninvited. She was chatting inanely about stupid-ass things mothers talk about, and I was getting more and more embarrassed wishing she'd disappear through a hole in the ground.
So, as the time went by, I noticed more people arriving, and A had obviously intended it to be more of a social gathering than just him and I.
That would have been fine, but for the girl he ended up with, who plainly wasn't just his 'friend'. I started to feel more and more angry, rejected, sad, jealous, etc. She wasn't even all that tall, either, no taller than I am.
My height was the main reason A said he wasn't attracted to me, and I realize how angry I am about that, it surely didn't take him 5 months to figure out that I'm only 5'3".

Bah. I was doing so well. Don't you hate dreams sometimes? And my fucking mother, she doesn't take much analysis, does she?
I am in a bad mood this morning.