So I drank a little too much wine last night. Oops. But that's not the post topic. It's for if anyone is good at decoding dreams as when my sleepy little head hit the pillow (passed out) this is what I got...
I know in my dream I was hooking up with a boss style figure. Easy 'nuff to figure out of you look at the past post. Then he lead me to the top of a hill in Kelowna and we walked down it while talking about trust. Then I woke up hungover (odd since I didn't drink) and he was going through my drawers and pointing out how messy I was and how he couldn't be with someone messy.
For the rest of the dream my vision was spotty at best. I had to get up to go to a play rehersal for a play I didn't know I was in. And it was going to be showing in 3 days! I asked a girl if I could borrow her script to brush up on lines and she wouldn't give it to me. Bitch. Then all the women changed into theit costumes when I blinked and I didn't have mine on. Then we got into a fight with people who were using the rehersal space for their production of 'Little Shop of Horrors'. They won, so we left.
As it turns out it was time for some breakkie. So we went to a ginormous diner (as we're now in London) and I'm chatting with chef Gordon Rasmey who is at our table and said "I wont judge you for being a lesbian. If you work at (Company I work for) it's expected. And I said I wasn't. Then he laughed. And some girl gave me an uncomfortble hug and would not let go. Even when I politely pointed out that she was making me uncomfortable and should stop touching me. So finally I yelled at her (suddenly my coworkers showed up just to see me yelling and looked disgusted) to not touch me, and everyone suddenly got up and left because the army was coming in.
WTF
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well the only decoding for this dream is ... u ate something weird..the wine and the thing u ate chemically produced certain gases that made u dream like this...lol :D
hey, at least Gordon Rasmey was in your dream. he's mega cool
dreams are a peak into our souls.
or just the result of too much wine.
I once heard that durring R.E.M. sleep (the deep sleep in which dreams are produced) different sections of the brain are activated, as to keep them alive. The "center of consciousness" (which no one has ever found) tries to make sense of the stimulation and piece it together in a meaningful way. It was proposed that this is why you often dream variations on a theme of your day, recent movie, traumatic experience etc. When you learn or experience things, neural pathways are created and strengthened. These link concepts, memories, sounds, feelings, etc. together. So when presented with RED and TRUCK you may think of a fire engine. This is called priming. Your probably familiar with the technique of "stream of consciousness" which takes an initial thought and follows it through the connecting ideas that are primed. I think that as the mind tries to make sense of the stimulation it does pattern recognition with the idea, sound, memory of best fit. This could potentially begin a chain reaction of mental priming, activating the strongest neural links between these concepts. Perhaps thats why we believe that dreams are reflective of your subconscious state. We know that you have this Boss figure on the brain so his appearance makes some sense. I am assuming that this encounter has caused feelings of insecurity and regret. perhaps this is triggered the next portion of your dream. A situation with a similar emotional state? I dunno I'm probably full of shit.
Maverick- you mean I shouldn't eat twice my weight in pie and a box of wine pre-bedtime?
Maxie- true, he's pretty freakin rad.
Surviving Myself-That's deep. Deeper than a wineglass at least.
Matt- as always you're a voice of reason. You rock, and are right. I have been treading insecurities ever since almost tapping mr boss dude, i'm busy at work so my place is getting messy and well i watch hell's kitchen (with gordon ramsey). Presto! Messed up dream right there.
And your a lesbian
You're called it. I'm a total lesbian.
Lesbians are hot ... Lets make out mmmkay?
@meghan...hmm..well atleast replace the wine with tequila...so tht there aint any scope for the dream to creep in :D...blog updatd :)
What a demented dream.
My dreams are all normal. Like i'm a flying baby doll that's hollow and filled with some black goop, or I got a job laying eggs out of my nose.
I envy you!
Jen-Game on.
Maverick-tequila and wine both get me into trouble. Actually anything that involves alcohol=trouble for me.
Mike- wow, I feel sad that you have such boring dreams. Good luck with that :P
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