Dream Interpretation

I rarely remember any of my dreams and don't think that I dream all that vividly. But it's 6:46a.m. on Sunday morning and I've just arisen from 3 pretty vivid one's. I tend to think that my dreams are kinda literal and I can piece them together from the day's events. Perhaps, you'd all like to take a stab at interpreting them. :)

Dream #1 - My dog returns!

My family and I are all at my 'rents house. We're hanging around and playing, when my brother comes in with my deceased dog, Romeo, an awesome black chow chow bastard of a dog. You see, he was just sick and has returned. We're all playing around, when I accidentally leave the front door open and he escapes (like he did many a times). My Dad starts screaming at me, I run outside and see my dog happily playing in the street. I go to grab my shoes, when I remember that we put him down last year and he is no more. :(

Dream #2 - I have a small house!

I'm standing within this small pitiful house and thinking how it's all mine. It's simple, needs to be fixed up, but I don't care. The rent is even cheap at $600/month. I realize that I'm already pushing budget each month and start freaking out about how I'm going to cover this expense. I kick myself for signing a lease and not taking better care of my finances. I, literally, wake up and start strategically figuring how to solve this dilemma. Sane-ness kicks in and I realize that I don't have a house. ;)

Dream #3 - I have a date for Thursday...w/ the last lad!



I have this feeling of happiness, when I think about my upcoming date on Thursday. I'm all excited as this guy has made big plans for us on Thursday (I don't recall the plans). I'm feeling awesome and very interested to see what he's come up with for the 2 of us. He arrives at the door and it's the last lad that I've dated. My dream state doesn't recognize that we're no longer together. I'm just happy. I wake up looking forward to the date and then consciously remember that we're no longer. :(

Unrealistic Land: Magically Moved In

Hello fellow dreamers,

We're at week 3 of this blog and it feels like a 30 day writing challenge is going to be quite easy, unrealistically so. :P

Last week, I sent out to Miss Universe (the goddess, not the pageant show) that I wanted an apartment and she delivered quite quickly.

In a moment of unrealistic and realistic worlds colliding, I got a 3 bedroom condo for a more than decent price with everything included. Pool, fitness, indoor parking, and even an enchanting gift of a storage locker. The landlords seem nice and it is my fantasy that they will be the perfect landlords. Only seen to fix any problems and problems fixed within 24 hours. No job too big, no complaint too small. It's too hot, I say! They gallop over and turn down the thermostat for me!

Of course, the most unrealistically easy task of a new place is the joyous transporting of one's treasures. We all know what a simplistic process this is in make believe land. It's merely a wiggle of the nose and a shake of the booty and everything simply arrives. With a whistle and a song, my magic forest friends have already cleaned the place top to bottom as well.

The large evil man with the negative speak (aka Dad) will be nothing but a happy go lucky Santa Claus clone while assisting. Merry friends will come in droves to welcome me to the new space and do any final dressings that are required.

Unrealistically, I will be nothing but a calm ocean throughout and the stress of the venture will only bring perfectness to my presently unaltered visage.

In only my dreams will by this time next week will my new place be done, fixtures all up on the walls, clothes put away, internet up and running and I'll be doing the back stroke in the pool all by my lonesome.

Until next week dreamers, what's going on in your world?