in my sleep
It's weird when you dream realistic feelings that have never happened to you in real life. Last night I dreamt that I had a newborn baby, and I was trying to breast-feed it but for some reason I wasn't producing any milk. It wasn't a particularly attractive baby (pretty scrawny-looking thing) but it was my baby and I've never felt so protective about anything in my whole life as I did that dream-child.
Which makes me wonder if emotions or sensations experienced in dreams are legitimate or not. Having never had sex, how do I quantify dreams about sex? Are these things buried in us all along, or does the subconscious just have a great imagination?
Anyway, yesterday as a day was a good day. It was a lovely sunny winter day, so Andrew and I went adventuring. We drove north, walked to a lighthouse, and then worked our way down the coast to Manly with a couple of stops for more walks on the way. Then we came back here, ordered the world's slowest pizza, and watched Serenity. Then I abruptly kicked him out and collapsed into bed. ;p
But it was a day of doing things which I love. I like my weekends to have an active Saturday and a lazy Sunday.
Which makes me wonder if emotions or sensations experienced in dreams are legitimate or not. Having never had sex, how do I quantify dreams about sex? Are these things buried in us all along, or does the subconscious just have a great imagination?
Anyway, yesterday as a day was a good day. It was a lovely sunny winter day, so Andrew and I went adventuring. We drove north, walked to a lighthouse, and then worked our way down the coast to Manly with a couple of stops for more walks on the way. Then we came back here, ordered the world's slowest pizza, and watched Serenity. Then I abruptly kicked him out and collapsed into bed. ;p
But it was a day of doing things which I love. I like my weekends to have an active Saturday and a lazy Sunday.