Dreams
So I had a really strange dream last night.
I dreamt that I was afraid of and running away from someone I used to trust. In my dream, I ran to my dad.
In the same dream (you know how dreams are really disjointed by they seem normal at the time?), I was living in some government-subsidized housing with two teenaged single mothers. All I remember is that our bathroom was dirty and one of my roommate/moms had one pink puffy coat.
What does that mean?
Do dreams mean anything?
My roommate Ann told me that when she came to bed (around 5:30am, poor busy girl!!), I was tossing and turning in bed, and she thought I was awake.
Nope. Just dreaming.
posted by sara without an 'h' @ 7:07 PM
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sara without an h, I have a recurring dream in which I run to my dad so that he can protect me from an evil pink anteater-esque guy with a long nose. I have had the dream since I was 6 years old. I like the super-human power that dads seem to be able to exhibit in dreams...may it's because they tend to exhibit those same qualities in real-life too...I love my dad!
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Welcome to blogland, Sara! Good luck getting out.
I hope dreams don't have too much significance, because mine are very weird.
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