What Did You Dream Last Night?
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It involved a trip to Michigan, didn't it?......
Well now we'll just be imagining... if I have to confess something lascivious, I'm blaming youI think I've mentioned that I don't dream too often... (not that I remember anyway) well, I did dream last night and though I canna share it here, let me tell you... it was mighty fine!
Imdid that for a while, but it was a kind of assignment via a book I'd bought about dream interpretation, and the homework was to write down a dream as soon as I awoke. Well, sometimes I dream and wake up several times during the night, so the assignment ended up causing me to lose sleep, and it became tedious then impossible to maintain. But while I did it it was fascinating because of the detail in the dreams I'd recall which I know I wouldn't have been able to had I not forced myself to write when I did.
I locked my keys in the car, could not find the car, could not find a phone for help, 'round and 'round and 'round.
Well now we'll just be imagining... if I have to confess something lascivious, I'm blaming you
Last night/early morning I dreamt I got a job with the State of Georgia. I worked the job briefly but quit due to disgust and disenchantment with some things or some people or both, though there are no details I recall of the problem. Then I decided I'd made a foolish choice and to try to get my job back, but meanwhile I'd become unpopular with my those who'd been my peers there, and their disdain knew no restraint. I focused my attention on two individuals who had been my trainers. The first would have nothing to do with me. The second allowed me to talk to him, but wouldn't look me in the eye, busying himself with something as I talked. The only specific thing I recall telling any him was that I'd "changed my mind", by which I meant I no longer felt disgusted or disenchanted, but foolish for quitting a job I'd decided I valued very much.
The feeling of the dream was negative; a unique kind of rejection obviously brought on by myself. I woke up after telling them that I'd changed my mind, and was relieved to realize it'd only been a dream.
The feeling of the dream was negative; a unique kind of rejection obviously brought on by myself. I woke up after telling them that I'd changed my mind, and was relieved to realize it'd only been a dream.
It involved Johnny Depp and chocolate, didn't it?I think I've mentioned that I don't dream too often... (not that I remember anyway) well, I did dream last night and though I canna share it here, let me tell you... it was mighty fine!
It involved Johnny Depp and chocolate, didn't it?
Neesy
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Rebecca - wonderful book!
And Bag of Bones....Rebecca - wonderful book!
Neesy
#1 fan (Annie Wilkes cousin) 1st cousin Mom's side
This quote is in "Bag of Bones?" I must have forgotten - I will go pick it up again - I did love that book! (a heck of a lot more than I liked the TV series)And Bag of Bones....
Walking along in my downtown area, except it kinda wasn't, with a colleague, Karen. It was evening. Karen was looking for something specific to buy. I wanted sushi.
We stopped in a sushi place that had the wild decor of a tropical bar. I noted with some amusement a decorative starfish attached to one of the legs of the bar. Karen said she needed a box of doughnuts for her presentation tomorrow, and they brought it out, and she picked up a small T-shirt. We left and were walking with someone else, another guy, and Karen said she was going to throw away the T-shirt because she didn't know why she bought it. I said I'd take it for one of the grandkids.
We came out to a plaza, and there was kind of a band of children playing instruments and dancing, and the guy with us said he was so tired of these kids' groups. I said they didn't bother me. We walked around the plaza and into a store, where Karen was still looking for something. The guy was now about kid-sized, and I picked him up by his arms and swung him around, like playing rocketship with a kid, holding him high and gently setting him down. He said it was fun. He was still an adult.
I think somehow the Mickey Rooney death got exemplified by that last thing. The rest of it seems a little strange.
We stopped in a sushi place that had the wild decor of a tropical bar. I noted with some amusement a decorative starfish attached to one of the legs of the bar. Karen said she needed a box of doughnuts for her presentation tomorrow, and they brought it out, and she picked up a small T-shirt. We left and were walking with someone else, another guy, and Karen said she was going to throw away the T-shirt because she didn't know why she bought it. I said I'd take it for one of the grandkids.
We came out to a plaza, and there was kind of a band of children playing instruments and dancing, and the guy with us said he was so tired of these kids' groups. I said they didn't bother me. We walked around the plaza and into a store, where Karen was still looking for something. The guy was now about kid-sized, and I picked him up by his arms and swung him around, like playing rocketship with a kid, holding him high and gently setting him down. He said it was fun. He was still an adult.
I think somehow the Mickey Rooney death got exemplified by that last thing. The rest of it seems a little strange.
I wish I HAD dreamt that my roof HADN'T leaked last night....
I feel for you....went through that last spring.
This morning I was dreaming that I was in my backyard of my childhood home with my daughter Addie, hiding in tall weeds. One of my friends was driving an ATV around and he didn't see us and he came straight towards us and I jumped out of the way. Addie got run over! But luckily she was okay. I rarely dream about my children but when I do they are usually in peril!
Dear FF, isn't that the worst fear a parent has that our child will be harmed in some way? And when that fear breaks through in our dreams, it is only natural, eh?
Due to a work-related assignment, I had bizarre Martha Stewart dreams.
It involved Johnny Depp and chocolate, didn't it?
