Yeah, the thing about writing about your dreams in a public forum, even if you're doing it for fun, is that they can (without you meaning to) reveal something rather personal. In this case, not embarrassing. C's interpreted my dreams before and every time has bowled me over. He also makes them seem more interesting....

But interpreting all of our dreams? Man, that's a lot to ask of one person.

I never remember my dreams more than a few minutes after waking up. I rarely remember them at all.

But sometimes I'll wake up in the middle and then later in the day I'll remember that when I woke up I could remember what the dream was but will no longer remember anything about it.

The only dream from my entire life I remember was a recurring one when I was a child where I battled some other malignant entity to create a longer infinite list. It makes no sense but I would always wake up from it (having always lost) very agitated.

So there I was with a dacuri in one hand and a cheese grater in the other, buck naked, wessen oil smeared all over me, then she comes in full fishnet outfit and a ten gallon hat with a saddle and a set of jumper-cables...

Ah well, in the strictest sense we're talking the arty young girl that is you, and so perhaps an appreciation for becoming what you have dreamed of, or otherwise being satisfied with this direction in your life - as dangerously on the lamb it may seem.

And then, sometimes a cigar, is just a cigar...

Hey, we get enough politics in the other threads. Leave Bill Clinton out of this.

That's much better then my dream of being pregnant with 4 babies - 2 of which were joined together - which I was telling my friend about through the door of a freezer in a grocery store.

I think it means I should lay off the ice cream. ;)

Now, each time I exit Frontierland on my way to Tomorrowland, I shall think of you - and smile.

:cool:

I remember when MickeyLumbo would hang out at the Frontierland/Fantasyland border after the fireworks.


After all, he has a dream too. Believe it.