I had a strange and disturbing
dream last night and because a lot of you share those characteristics (Maxwell)
I thought I’d share the dream with you.
The dream took place
in a long, dark, museum like hallway with offset lighted pedestals lining
either side.
I was on this purple
floating moving platform with Mr. X. He was the museum docent. On each of the
lighted pedestals was a half naked gorgeous guy. As we pulled up to each of
these gorgeous guys Mr. X would talk about them.
“This is Nick, he’s
28 from BC, he plays hockey and is hung like a horse.” Then just as I was starting to drool over the
guy, Mr. X would say something like “Yes, hung horse but he could never measure
up to my personality. Then the light on the pedestal would go black and we’d
move on to the next one.
“This Scott, he’s 29
from New York, he’s the lead singer in an up and coming band.” “He can sing but
he’ll never have my sense of humour.” Then the light would go off.
And this kept going
on and on and on, “this is Jeremy he looks perfect doesn’t he?” “Wrong! He
lacks my ability to tell it how it is.” There were about 50 different guys and
one after another the lights would turn off. Until I just couldn’t take anymore.
I ended up jumping off this moving platform and running for the museum exit
(not easy in the dark).
I ended up waking up
before I manage to find my way out of there. The dream was so weird and disturbing,
I struggled to fall back to sleep after it.
I have no idea what
the meaning behind that dream was and I have a feeling I don’t want to know.
The female mind is a scary place at the best of times. Have any of you ever had
a dream like that?
I’m heading off for
the night and fingers cross this doesn’t become a reoccurring dream. Stay safe
guys.
Love,
The Honest Bitch
xoxo
