Dreams in Everyday life

She has been appeared in a couple of dreams lately, even though I swear I’m trying to move on.

The first was last week at my not-girlfriend’s place. In the middle of the night. It wasn’t a sexual dream, save for a long-lasting kiss on the lips.

Yesterday before work, there was another. I don’t remember the context of that anymore. I’m pretty sure it also was nonsexual, and a mutual friend/coworker also was there.

Is anyone any good at this dream analysis shit?

. . .

And then there’s this doozy from right before I woke up now. Forgive the never-ending paragraph, it was typed as a text message originally.

Me and my mom are waiting for a train somewhere. A lot of our stuff falls onto the tracks. She starts picking it up – but doesn’t put it onto the platform. The train comes, she jumps into the platform to get out of the way, and train runs over a bunch of it. And then she tries to get whatever is on the platform all gathered up. She can’t do it before the train leaves (there’s a lot of stuff) because she wasn’t doing it at first. So she’s stuck waiting for another hour for a train. And she doesn’t get stuff all together the next time. So she gets what she can and gets on that train. I’m left with a bunch of stuff strewn all over the platform. I ask people to watch various spots while I try to track down boxes and a dolly to get it all onto the next train. I’m rushing against time. I think this is happening in Montreal because I see a Montreal Expos logo painted on the ground somewhere.

Seriously, what the fuck?

Last updated April 26, 2017