mirror

Last night is the only time I've ever dreamed about seeing myself in a mirror. I had long brown hair and half of it was down but have of it was up in a "bump" style. I knew it was me, but only in the face really, and I was reminded of someone else but I don't know who. I was sitting in a tiny bathroom, more of a closet really, and it was dark and lit only by candles. There was steam all around me. I was in an old-fashioned bathtub (curved edges and clawed feet), and the mirror was sitting on a ledge right next to me.

Everything about last night's dream was really weird but I don't want to go into detail about it.

-----

Also! This was part 1 of the dreams from last night. This is what I dreamed before I woke up at 4:49 this morning.

I was on top of a mountain. It was very steep, and the top of the mountain was flat and only about as wide around as two times the floor space of my current apartment. I looked out and surrounding me were other mountains with sharp peaks, pearly blue-gray in color, covered in patches of green moss-or-flora, peaking out from a cloud of mist. I walked back to the center of the mountain top, where there was a circular stone pool of water. Behind the pool, facing the direction opposite to the one I had previously been looking, was a large stone statue of Jesus. He was wearing a robe and had his arms outspread -- very much like O Christo Redentor, but significantly smaller. I walked up to the pool and looked in but saw nothing, just the color blue. I was going to do something (I don't know what), when two young men -- military guys -- came up and started walking around. Whatever I was going to do had to be done in private, and I thought to myself that because it was a "public" place, I couldn't ask them to leave. I walked over to the edge of the mountain which the statue faced. There was a small pool of water. I heard one of the guys say "there's no fish here," and I looked and saw a big brown one swimming toward me in the pool of water. I said "there's a big one over here," and pointed. All of a sudden, two ferrets come running out of the water and throw themselves at me. One of them attacked my left foot, sinking its claws and teeth deep into the skin around my ankle. In the dream it hurt, I felt my foot hurt and I was surprised and frightened. Then I woke up suddenly, memories of the pain still lingering in my ankle.

This dream had the same sort of feel and misty, muted color scheme as the dream with Gary.