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Dreaming Is Free | Monday, 2005 March 21 - 11:55 pm |
Last night's dream was particularly vivid. Nothing like a bottle of wine to spark interesting dreams. Here's one from last night, complete with my own symbology notes. In my dream, I was driving my convertible. (Travel signifies change, or one's life path.) I was somewhere in Raleigh but I was lost. I was trying to find Wake Forest Road, but I didn't know which way I was supposed to go. (Wake Forest was probably in my head because of the recent basketball game.) I ended up circling around in the parking lot of some apartment complex. (I once had a crush on a girl who lived in an apartment complex, and sometimes I would drive around her parking lot like a psychopath. So all this represents my search for love.) I eventually drove up to a very pretty brunette girl in a white dress with a black collar. Her name was Sinead. (I think that's a variation of "Shannon".) I asked her for directions, and she told me Wake Forest Road was in that direction (she pointed to her left). I thanked her and started to drive away, and she yelled "BYE!" I waved back at her, and she yelled "BYE!" again, even louder. I shouted back "BYE!", but by then there was an old man there, and he thought I was talking to him. (I have a fear of doing the wrong thing in social situations; particularly, not realizing when a girl is trying to pick me up.) Before I drove out of the parking lot, I changed my mind; I decided to drive back to Sinead, and I invited her to get in the car with me. (I have recently become bolder in my approach to women.) She hopped in, and I thought she had broken the car door, but it turns out she hadn't. (I have a fear that being involved with a woman will wreck certain enjoyable aspects of my single life.) She was clearly attracted to me, and I was attracted to her. We were having a cheery conversation, and then we suddenly started making out. (Wish fulfillment.) I remember wondering how we were managing to avoid the gearshift. (Make your own interpretation there.) The dream turned a bit darker here. For some reason, I couldn't take Sinead directly to where I was going. I had to drop her off, and I told her I would call her later. So I got to my destination, which was somebody's little gray apartment, with a mattress on the floor and an old-fashioned console television set. (Sometimes I feel like the grim reality of everyday existence is distracting me from my social life.) The apartment owner was some guy, but he wasn't there; but there was a girl sleeping on the mattress and I felt like she needed rescuing. (That could be any number of women that I know.) The way to rescue her was to steal the secret set of floppy disks he had hidden inside the television set. (This has to do with blogging, and how I believe I can use technology and information to help people.) I bashed the tube of the television, but I immediately regretting not taking a more subtle approach. (I tend to screw things up when I try to fix them.) By this point, a thunderstorm was brewing, and I started to worry about the protective cover for my car blowing away. I woke up before I really had a sense of what this part of the dream meant. Regardless of what else happens in a dream, I always enjoy it when there's a make-out session somewhere along the way. It always seems to make the experience worthwhile. I guess that's kind of true about real life too. |
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Posted by Ken in: life |
Comment #1 from SAJ (Guest) 2005 Mar 22 - 9:22 pm : # |
la! That was a GREAT dream. |