I'm beginning to think there may be entirely too many glimpses inside my head here, but I can't resist sharing yet another dream. The setting was a bigger, fancier, but no less messy version of my current apartment. In the dream, I came home exhausted on a weekend afternoon, and as I collapsed on the bed I noticed a pile of different kinds of cheese on the bedside table.
"Oh, ugh," my dream-self thought. "I can't possibly deal with that until after my nap."
Then I reached up to take off the beret I was wearing over some sort of disorderly up-do.* As I pulled it off my head, a wedge of parmesan tumbled down from the nest of hair onto the pillow.
I think my psyche would like me to do some cleaning soon.
*Apparently I am a plus-size Sarah Jessica Parker in my dreams.
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1 comment:
whoa!! sounds like somthing out of David Lynch! intense imagery ... thanks for sharing !
Abrazos,
Cynthia
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