So I started seeing a new shrink. She’s a Jungian analyst, which I think is pretty cool. One of the things she’s asked me to do is keep track of my dreams. Here, for your entertainment, is what I wrote down in the dark when I woke up last night:
-Cracks in dry skin on J’s (my sister’s) legs. At Mom and Dad’s house with the boy. Everyone trying to fix her legs, using mixtures of different Origin’s products. All the cracks in my legs were from scrapes, not dry skin.
-A lady was nursing a very cute baby.
-I was in a bungalow. No people were inside, but my parents were out on the street. The place was very well kept, but decorated in the 80s—lots of bad colors and patterns, etc. I remember looking into the laundry room and seeing folded towels inside the dryer, and looking into the bathroom to see an oddly shaped mirror, over which hung narrow, empty glass shelves. There was a blackbird hanging around outside.
-A high school friend of mine, S, did an interview for StoryCorps.
-I made a huge mistake at work, involving underwriting for Cirque du Soliel.
-Driving around a car with a friend from college, looking for a place to get something to eat. He was interested in a place that somehow involved blue bubbles. And the tag was sticking out of his shirt. I was worried about getting home, because I was supposed to be seeing a friend I hadn’t seen since my wedding.
-I was at my parents’ house again, and my dad was literally stuck somehow on the wall, just below the ceiling, in the stairway leading up to the bedrooms. I commented that I didn’t know he could do that. He was fixing something. As he worked, he told my mother and me about how he’d gone to the Science Center with some friends, but that they’d been mean to him. And then one of the friends came over, and I stood behind him as he talked to my parents, flipping him off and making faces at him.
I really don’t know what to make of any of that. I had talked to my parents in the evening, so that explains why they showed up so often. Other than that, though, I’m lost.
In other news, I started watching the first season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer on DVD. I don’t know how I lived for so long without it, but now I’m hooked. It’s about high school, which I love. It’s got strong, smart female characters. It’s got a librarian with a British accent. And it’s smart and funny. I’m so happy to know that I have the whole series to look forward to—it’s better than Christmas!
The boy is back the Center for the Arts this week, doing Anime and Cartooning. Comic strips, animation cells, and sculpted action figures. He’s loving it. And he talked to be about armature, which impressed me. :-)
That’s about it for me. Feel free to analyze those dreams, if you’re up to it.
9 comments:
I had a dream I met a young Picasso...and I love Cirque de Soleil.
I was into dream analyzing for a while...I had all these books...
I think I have a book--or my sister has it--but it's more about things like, "If you dream of losing your teeth, it means X." I don't remember it saying anything about 80s home furnishings or Origin's products. :-)
wow, you have a LOT of dreams.
I had a dream that I was a dog. Only I was still me. Just a dog.
Btw, I was less than impressed with Primo's PCA class - maybe they just do bigger kids' stuff better, but I won't be paying out the cash for that next year for him. I'd rather do 2 weeks of zoo camp instead or something. But glad it's working for Ted, his stuff sounds so neat!
I wonder if it really is a matter of age with the camps. The stuff for bigger kids is really cool. Oh, well. Maybe when Primo's older.
I dream in color. Is that supposed to be odd? Once I dreamed that I was me, but in a Simpsons cartoon. I skipped school with Bart and Lisa. Full color animation.
I never remember anything about my dreams except that they are in color -- occasionally I'll remember one.
I don't know how you lived so long without Buffy either -- I have all 7 seasons. Angel (the Buffy spin off) is good too but Buffy is better.)
The "blackbird hanging around outside" is Blackbird.
And the "lady nursing a really cute baby" is BabelBabe, yes?
You do have a lot of dreams, it's true! I wish I had had a Simpson's dream. Were you all 3D as if you were in the real world, only in full-color animation, or were you 2D as if you were in the show on TV?
I know someone who dreams in black and white. I've always dreamed in color. I think. The ones I remember, anyway.
However my biggest question (and probably your shrink's question) is, of course, what do *you* think they all mean?
I remember when someone asked me whether I dreamt in black and white or colour and I was bewildered. I don't see in B&W, so I don't dream in B&W.
BTW, my boys are SO jealous that your boy got to go to Quidditch Camp. They are desperate to go, even when I explained it was in on the other side of the world ...
I think they mean you ate pizza before bed.
That always gives me strange ones.
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