I had a dream where I was pregnant,
and, for the first time,
it was not a nightmare.
 

She was in her mid-twenties, and she lived in a small house with her father, who barely ever left his room.  It was a village that was within reach of a big city where they got everything they needed to live; it was in a desert that was bordered by an ocean.  A place full of contradictions ( Read more... )

(I had a few dreams, all seeming to take place in the same setting, but none of them related to the others.  This is just one of the parts.)
I dreamt I was infertile.  Incapable of conception.  I think Matt and I were trying to have kids at the time, and the thought of adoption terrified me for some unknown reason.  I went to the doctor, and he ( Read more... )