People I Know?

I remember being a child or with children in the beginning. This dream had so much depth and was ongoing, yet, I have forgotten most of it. The parts that really stick out are my encounters with this young woman. I met her (or maybe I already knew her) at this somewhat ritzy uptown hangout. She had this slutty yet somehow classy appeal to her. Her hair was a dark yellowish blonde color and her lips were full and round. She had a volumptious figure and wore stylishly modest clothes. She had a face that seemed so familiar to me, yet I cannot place where I might have known her previously. We were sitting at a table together chatting. I left and was possibly searching for someone... a man maybe.

A little later, I came across a couple making out in the back of a semi-truck and realize that it was her and a guy interest of hers. She wasn't really thrilled about being caught and I went on about my business. I got the feeling she was leaving shortly after as well. I went back to the hangout and there were people all over. Brad Pitt or some guy who strongly resembled him was there in a rather well-list room with a bunch of people, mostly women. There were pillows everywhere and the room had a hazy glow about it. I thought this man was a bit egotistical and just snubbed him and went on. I ran into an older gentleman who was rather charming and worldly... perhaps even someone famous. We went for a stroll around the place, through a garden, down a path, up some stairs, into a room somewhere.... chatted a bit. I tried to be smooth and say intelligent things. I got the feeling he was supposed to be an important figure to know. We left and I went back to the hangout.

The woman I kept running into was there sitting at our table again. There seemed to be fog and mystique everywhere. The room was spinning and ominous. There was something about her that I can't explain that kept drawing me to her. She and her guy friend had established an interest in possibly getting married and it seemed important to me to help her with everything. In fact, I almost felt as though I were a part of her... that her needs and desires were my own. Wow... guess it was time to wake up because that's all I remember. lol.

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