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my subconsious is weird.
Jun. 10th, 2008 06:39 pmOn the theme of dream interpretation:
This morning I dreamed some long, complicated interconnected dream, most of which I don't recall, and most of what I do recall is too confusing to elucidate in words. One of my favorite bits of the dream, however, was when I was sitting in a restaurant with Andrew, either watching Emeril on TV, or having come from home where I had spent several hours watching Emeril (or possibly both at once, you know how dreams are). As I was getting on my bike outside to follow Andrew around Greenlake, a young man biked past me & yelled, "don't forget to change the channel when you get home for two more hours of Emeril!" -"What channel?" I ask, and "Food Network!" he replies. "We don't have cable!" I tell him. "That's too bad!" he yells back, and bikes on.
...so possibly I need to get cable to watch cooking shows? I mean, I knew I enjoyed them. I just didn't think I enjoyed them that much.
The other part of the dream has a long and complicated lead-up, but the part I thought was funny & perhaps too indicative of my current feelings toward life is when I was standing outside my bathroom trying to prevent some man from busting in on someone who was in there, & when he smirked at me I said, "Okay, that's it, you need to get the fuck out of my house right now. OUT. GET THE FUCK OUT. NOW. OUT OF MY HOUSE."
....this probably says a lot about me right now....*sigh* (Luckily I find the fact that I dreamt that more amusing than anything. Maybe that means I got all my anger out on dream-idiot, so I don't have to do it in real life?)
This morning I dreamed some long, complicated interconnected dream, most of which I don't recall, and most of what I do recall is too confusing to elucidate in words. One of my favorite bits of the dream, however, was when I was sitting in a restaurant with Andrew, either watching Emeril on TV, or having come from home where I had spent several hours watching Emeril (or possibly both at once, you know how dreams are). As I was getting on my bike outside to follow Andrew around Greenlake, a young man biked past me & yelled, "don't forget to change the channel when you get home for two more hours of Emeril!" -"What channel?" I ask, and "Food Network!" he replies. "We don't have cable!" I tell him. "That's too bad!" he yells back, and bikes on.
...so possibly I need to get cable to watch cooking shows? I mean, I knew I enjoyed them. I just didn't think I enjoyed them that much.
The other part of the dream has a long and complicated lead-up, but the part I thought was funny & perhaps too indicative of my current feelings toward life is when I was standing outside my bathroom trying to prevent some man from busting in on someone who was in there, & when he smirked at me I said, "Okay, that's it, you need to get the fuck out of my house right now. OUT. GET THE FUCK OUT. NOW. OUT OF MY HOUSE."
....this probably says a lot about me right now....*sigh* (Luckily I find the fact that I dreamt that more amusing than anything. Maybe that means I got all my anger out on dream-idiot, so I don't have to do it in real life?)
