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Apr. 18th, 2007 10:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I really need to start tagging my entries. But going back and re-tagging years worth of entries seems a bit . . . well, overwhelming.
Last night's dream: The boring part involved traveling, somewhere, and forgetting to pack a million things. Might have been a conference, but mom and grandmother were involved, so that wouldn't make complete sense. I forgot medication, bras, shoes, and a ton of other stuff. A couple of friends from my days in dance were there and I was to be sharing a room with them. As they did in real life many, many years ago, they were fighting. Which was always pleasant to be in the middle of. Yada yada.
The, uh, less boring dream. I have no idea where I was, might have even been en route to where the previous dream was taking me. Met a family with at least one son. (Don't remember the rest.) He was a virgin. And raped me. Then the mother beat me (I have visions of being bloody on every limb and surface of my body) for deflowering her virginal son. No one I spoke to would listen to me, or care, about what happened. I was being blamed by the family, the town, and so on. There was lots of screaming and crying . . .
So, uh. Yeah. Way to go subconscious. Wonder what Wendy will think about that one. It may or may not beat the battle of the vampires. (Don't ask.)
Last night's dream: The boring part involved traveling, somewhere, and forgetting to pack a million things. Might have been a conference, but mom and grandmother were involved, so that wouldn't make complete sense. I forgot medication, bras, shoes, and a ton of other stuff. A couple of friends from my days in dance were there and I was to be sharing a room with them. As they did in real life many, many years ago, they were fighting. Which was always pleasant to be in the middle of. Yada yada.
The, uh, less boring dream. I have no idea where I was, might have even been en route to where the previous dream was taking me. Met a family with at least one son. (Don't remember the rest.) He was a virgin. And raped me. Then the mother beat me (I have visions of being bloody on every limb and surface of my body) for deflowering her virginal son. No one I spoke to would listen to me, or care, about what happened. I was being blamed by the family, the town, and so on. There was lots of screaming and crying . . .
So, uh. Yeah. Way to go subconscious. Wonder what Wendy will think about that one. It may or may not beat the battle of the vampires. (Don't ask.)
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Date: 2007-04-18 07:36 pm (UTC)What is going on with your subconscious?
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Date: 2007-04-19 03:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-18 10:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-19 03:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-19 02:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-19 03:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-19 02:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-19 03:48 am (UTC)It's definitely up there on worst dreams ever.
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Date: 2007-04-19 05:20 am (UTC)The second one I dont know, except that I would guess it to be about someone around you who is taking things from you, be they ideas, confidence, work, and possibly doing it by making himself look (wrongly) better than you.
Now tell me how wrong I am, lol :D
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Date: 2007-04-24 01:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-20 06:09 am (UTC)this guy is my teacher and i seem to be running into him all over the city lately. brilliant, mostly wonderful guy. maybe ill ask him how crazy you are ;)
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Date: 2007-04-21 04:06 am (UTC)