I had a weird dream this morning as I was napping with my
cats. I laid back down in bed after mom had left for work.
Buster was sleeping beside me.
I dreamed that I had sold a Chevrolet Tahoe champagne color
to a couple. I sold it for about $3000. I can only estimate how much. They gave
me part cash. For some reason I gave them two checks. One was for $1000 and the
other was for $500 (as best as I can remember). I realized what I had done
after speaking to my mom about the sale. The mood was indifference, no positive
or negative feelings in the dream. I was in papa’s house, but it wasn’t quite
the same house. It was dusk. It felt very gothic, darkness. I felt comfortable,
but a bit vulnerable and stupid.
My dreams have become seemingly normal nowadays. They used
to be so dark and negative. I feel that I am evolving into a better, more
relaxed person. I still enjoy the gothic and erotic dreams. It keeps things
real and true. I used to keep a dream
journal. I need to make sure I write my dreams down. I may just post them on my
blog.
I do tend to daydream. Ok. I know I need to think about other stuff. But, Damn! I don’t
even know their last name!
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