I dream about Dan very, very rarely, and every time I do he looks completely different than what he actually looks like.
Lately there's been themes of loss, searching, and also overwhelming sexual themes (which I'm interpreting as my body's way of telling me I need to get laid. Sorry, kid; it's gonna be three or four more months before THAT happens).
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snippet from last night's dream
We were sitting in a large classroom. There were small desks which were placed facing each other in small groups of about six desks. I was sitting in a desk in the back right group; she (a person I recently met in real life) was sitting in a desk towards the front middle. I looked up and locked eyes with her. I felt frisson in the glance.
Later in the dream we were riding in the back of a car. The backseat was large enough so that I could lie down on my back. My head was resting on my arm. She said something about how she wished she had a pillow. I motioned to her, and she came and laid beside me, resting her head on my arm.

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