there have been dreams lately...

a few nights ago there was a dream that i was at some super durg-festastic, and was to be late for work. late late late. oopsie. so i thought about calling in, and sketchboy was there, handed me his cell, "here, use this." and i would have, but all of the numbers were dancing and twirling ...and there were about twenty too many buttons. i just could not figure it out. i was irresponsible, i panicked, i woke up.

my dreams last night were a little odd...as well. what was to be expected?

*rolls eyes*

in the first one i was rehersing for some sort of modern play at my high school. i was going to school there, but was as old and such as i am today. there was a part in the play where i was to come out all kabookie and sing opera to a little geishagrrl. there were other parts of the "play" where we, the actors, were out among the audience, shaking our makers to funky music...as hardcore as we could. (no one else knew how to dance to this music, however, so that added to the fun...).
when performance time came around, i was sitting in the audience, and my little geishagrrlie came out on the stage...looking terribly sad, and just stared out into the audience, on tears' brink. i remembered that i was supposed to sing, but only knew the first verse (in italian) so i left her there. i felt bad about it, but i could not really do anything.

interesting, these dreams of late with grade school and highschool where i am NowMe as opposed to ThenMe. does this mean that i am working through trauma? fun!! i look forward to more more more.

ok, the second dream last night:

i was taking some tour on vacation with daver. we were touring this bizarre, huge church complex with lots of stained glass and reflecting pools. he brought me to this church, inparticular, because he was a member, and wanted to see my reaction. the chruch was more of a temple than a church, though, because the religion was all about goddess worship, and the priestesses were all naked with lots of sparkles and metal and plants and such adorning their wrists and ankles. so beautiful!! the tour guide was actually a priestess, but was wearing a sexy suit and such for the purpose of a professional tour. sexy. there were pictures of ceremonies lining the walls of some of the reflecting pools. everything was very stark and clean, ...the stained glass windows like ribbons of color streaming up the walls and across the high ceilings. the whole complex was absolutly huge and wonderful, i felt so at peace there. at the end of the tour, i was asked to apprentiship with the head preistess, and to join the cult. i was so pleased...i agreed to join.

*grin*

that, that was a great dream. what does it mean? hrm... daver exposes me to new and wonderful things...and he does!! we have one of those friendships that do that for each other. also, that i am thinking well of myself as of late, at least last night. i went to bed happy, as opposed to the beginning of the week.

thank god (goddess? heh) that there is the f0o! lunch is reason to wake up in the morning...lunch, and TT online. there are other reasons and such, but these...these are my pleasures.