27 February 2006

When it Rains...

I always used to complain that I couldn't remember my dreams. It seemed the only time I could, I was either very sick (and your dreams are always REALLY messed up when you're sick) or I had gotten to sleep in for like, 14 hrs on a weekend...and that doesn't happen all that often.

Well, the past month or so its almost ridiculous the number of dreams I've remembered...and they are all odd. Even though they all have plots that are quite different, they have common elements. So I started reading in the dream dictionaries online (I think I may have already mentioned this), and these dreams for the most part are reflecting the events in my life:

-my desire to move away from Dayton and start something new
-my undecidedness about certain events in my life
-my being hung up on certain topics
-my inability to control many of these things above

And then there are the "sex" dreams. No, I'm not neccessarily having sex in all of them (but who knows what would have happened if I had slept for five more minutes...) but they are all pretty racy. There have been four of them. There have been three different guys...and its funny. They are all guys that I have some sort of story with. But one is very much so in the past, one in the present, and one is drifting back and forth across the line. So what does that mean? The dream dictionary thinks I need to get some.

I think I'll fail to mention who has had more than one of the dreams...if people can figure out who's who, I don't want anyone getting jealous.

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