8/7/05
Words from the waking world: It is noontime on Sunday. With only one short trip out of the house, I have been asleep since Friday night. Don't know what I had but it seems to be gone now. There were lots of strange dreams... here are a few.
Dream 1: I am entertaining several guests in my home including my parents who, after exchanging niceties with the other guests, decide to change into something more comfortable. They leave the party and return wearing next to nothing. My mother has no pants and only a see-through scarf that is draped over her breasts. My father is wearing a t-back... backwards... so that the part that normally rides in the butt-crack is in front supporting his penis. I am shocked by their attire and mortified when they decide to dance around the other guests.
Dream 2: My cousin, my partner and I are lying around watching the weather on TV. We are naked but it is not sexual. We are wrapped around one another in one big confusion of arms and legs. our attentions are focused on the weather report. For no obvious reason, the scene is depressing.
Words from the waking world: My cousin was recently diagnosed with terminal cancer and given 6 months to live.
Dream 3: A friend, not known for her neatness, opens her freezer. I am amazed at how well ordered everything is in there. Chewing gum is stacked so that every label is visible, beer is off to one side arranged alphabetically (it's frozen but it is neat), other items are all neatly stowed for easy access. When I comment on how neat her freezer is she shrugs it off as if everyone should have a neat freezer no matter how they maintain the rest of the house.
We move from her kitchen to the yard where she is surprised that I hadn't noticed the wood-burning of a dog that she had done. It was supposed to be sleeping, she jokingly tells me, but it looks dead. There, beside the garden pathway is a large wood-burning picture of a dead dog. I don't tell her that if she didn't leave the tongue hanging out or use x's for eyes, it might not look so dead.
As we stand there, I am confused by who she really is. She started out as a friend but now she is a woman I used to work with. The co-worker had two children - my friend has none. I wonder where the children are and how this woman can be so happy after abandoning her children. She still looks like my friend but I am upset that she would forget her children ... or her husband. The man this woman is living with is not the husband and father of the children. She looks like my friend but I believe she is my co-worker.
Dream 4: A friend and I are in a hotel room. I had to climb in through the window, she was already inside. My shirt is sweaty and I change into a clean, dry one. She takes a shower. My new shirt is now all sweaty and I am self-conscious about her being all clean and me being sweaty. I have no other clothes and want to go home to get some but that would take too long. I feel dirty.
Dream 1: I am entertaining several guests in my home including my parents who, after exchanging niceties with the other guests, decide to change into something more comfortable. They leave the party and return wearing next to nothing. My mother has no pants and only a see-through scarf that is draped over her breasts. My father is wearing a t-back... backwards... so that the part that normally rides in the butt-crack is in front supporting his penis. I am shocked by their attire and mortified when they decide to dance around the other guests.
Dream 2: My cousin, my partner and I are lying around watching the weather on TV. We are naked but it is not sexual. We are wrapped around one another in one big confusion of arms and legs. our attentions are focused on the weather report. For no obvious reason, the scene is depressing.
Words from the waking world: My cousin was recently diagnosed with terminal cancer and given 6 months to live.
Dream 3: A friend, not known for her neatness, opens her freezer. I am amazed at how well ordered everything is in there. Chewing gum is stacked so that every label is visible, beer is off to one side arranged alphabetically (it's frozen but it is neat), other items are all neatly stowed for easy access. When I comment on how neat her freezer is she shrugs it off as if everyone should have a neat freezer no matter how they maintain the rest of the house.
We move from her kitchen to the yard where she is surprised that I hadn't noticed the wood-burning of a dog that she had done. It was supposed to be sleeping, she jokingly tells me, but it looks dead. There, beside the garden pathway is a large wood-burning picture of a dead dog. I don't tell her that if she didn't leave the tongue hanging out or use x's for eyes, it might not look so dead.
As we stand there, I am confused by who she really is. She started out as a friend but now she is a woman I used to work with. The co-worker had two children - my friend has none. I wonder where the children are and how this woman can be so happy after abandoning her children. She still looks like my friend but I am upset that she would forget her children ... or her husband. The man this woman is living with is not the husband and father of the children. She looks like my friend but I believe she is my co-worker.
Dream 4: A friend and I are in a hotel room. I had to climb in through the window, she was already inside. My shirt is sweaty and I change into a clean, dry one. She takes a shower. My new shirt is now all sweaty and I am self-conscious about her being all clean and me being sweaty. I have no other clothes and want to go home to get some but that would take too long. I feel dirty.
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