Tuesday, May 13th, 2008
dreams.
Last night, while trying to sleep in a cold, empty bed, I dreamt of a Porsche. Apparently it was my father’s & he gave it to me as a sort of “hush-hush” gift. I was so pleased with this present that it didn’t even matter that it wasn’t genuinely given; he wanted me to be his friend again, but I tricked him into thinking that I cared. I took the car willingly & sped around LA in it, gloating in my shiny new car, watching men drool as I drove past. Lover was in the passenger seat, telling me to “slow the fuck down!” but I didn’t listen. I kept exceeding the speed limit. We eventually parked somewhere, where we attempted to make love in it. That was hard to do in a Porsche. We stopped trying & drove home, resuming our physical activities in a rather large apartment that wasn’t ours. The bed was soft & squishy. I felt like I was floating & sinking at the same time. Lover got lost in all the pillows & we whispered sweet nothings to each other until I fell asleep, which means that I woke up from my dream.
The other night (nearly a week ago) I dreamt that I was running around doing nonsensical errands around town in nothing but a tanktop. I was pant-less, panty-less & I had no idea. I was walking around in this warehouse, picking out wine for a dinner party Lover & I were having. People were whispering behind my back; guys were whistling & children were asking questions (”Mommy, what is THAT?!”) I didn’t notice anything unusual… it’s like my mind programmed itself into thinking that I was wearing pants & panties. I could even feel fabric on my legs, but nothing was there. Finally, someone tapped me on a shoulder — it was a old woman, of all people — & whispered, “My dear, you haven’t any trousers on!” I just laughed whimsically, thinking this lady was delusional. But as soon as she pointed out that I wasn’t wearing any bottoms, that’s when the fabric feeling went away. I looked down & — oh my god! — I wasn’t wearing any panties! My face must have said it all, because that’s when this crowd of people started laughing, pointing & slapping their knees. I dropped 2 very expensive bottles of wine, grabbed a basket on the way out & tried to shield myself with it. I ran to my car… but it wasn’t there. I reached for my purse, but it wasn’t there either. I turned around to look for a person to ask if I could borrow their cellphone, but no one was there. There was nothing. No cars, no people, no commotion. Just me, standing half nude in the middles of the street. I then I started to cry.
on Tuesday, May 13th, 2008 at 3:17 pm:
I hope my dad has another “hush-hush” gift for me this weekend, I need some moneyyyy.
:/
on Tuesday, May 13th, 2008 at 8:29 pm:
That is quite a detailed dream! Haha. I’ve never fallen asleep in any of my dreams before.
on Wednesday, May 14th, 2008 at 8:20 am:
If I were some mystical dream interpreter, I would say that the second dream means that there is something important in your life that you’re taking for granted, and soon it’ll become very apparent that you’ve been overlooking this significant thing, and when you do, it could potentially be very embarrassing for you.
But, as I said, I’ll only say that if I were some mystical dream interpreter… so since I’m not, you should just ignore that… or should you?
[muah-ha-ha-ha… muah-ha-ha-ha… *evil laugh fades into the background… into silence*]
on Wednesday, May 14th, 2008 at 12:46 pm:
thanks for stopping by and voting on my blog! so nice!
and I’m so glad i can finally get to your blog haha!
on Wednesday, May 14th, 2008 at 2:51 pm:
@ Natalie: Maybe so, but “hush-hush” gifts are shameful, even if it is a Porsche.
@ Goosberried: I wonder if that makes me crazy somehow…?
@ Aaron: You may be onto something. Or are you? Moo-haha. ;]
@ margot: you’re welcome! & I am so glad that it’s finally working, too. I wonder what the trouble was…
on Thursday, May 15th, 2008 at 1:15 am:
Your second dream is *hilarious*. Not the fact that it made you cry of course, but I’ve had similar bizarre dreams. Hey, thanks for your comment. I thought you were possibly the only one reading my blog quite honestly. I’m sure I’ll get more readers but it’s all new. To have it be stumbed upon is awesome. (I wasn’t sure where to respond so, well, I put it here). And I love the elephant necklace.. ooo I guess I should say that in the other blog. sorry :P
on Thursday, May 15th, 2008 at 9:56 am:
@ sharon: Oh no problem! I enjoy reading your blog. Your writing style is really good. :] For this being your first blog, I am definitely impressed. & the stumble most certainly took me by surprise. I hope that one of these days I’ll stumbled upon one of my posts. :]