Weird dream
Since another friend posted on a dream, I will post about one I had last night, and actually remember--cuz it was a nightmare, and I woke in the middle of it.
Background: while I find many women attractive, I have a group of ca two dozen that you could say, in a sense, I have a crush over.
Anyhow, in the dream I am at an outdoor faire, just over, with a much more elaborate setup than I really have. I have just found out I have been accepted at a faire, starting next week, on the other side of the country--but very lucrative. How will I do it? At this point one of the women in that two dozen appears and offers to help. So I leave site to pack my motel room and get ready to leave. I return to find she has enlisted the help of a bunch of Boy Scouts, who have packed up all my stuff and all of their umptyump tents (they were having a jamboree, there's several hundred scouts packing furiously). I need to leave in a couple of hours, but my stuff is mostly rolled up in the rolled up puptents, plus my own collection of tents and bookshelves. The scouts leave for lunch with the woman (who is buying lunch in return for the help) leaving me to unroll all the tents to find my stuff, and then repack. Then I woke. Actually in a sweat. And for a couple of minutes, devastated that my crush had "betrayed" me. Then I fully woke. Yeah, that serious a dream.
A mind is a terrible thing to waste, but worse, to lose.
Background: while I find many women attractive, I have a group of ca two dozen that you could say, in a sense, I have a crush over.
Anyhow, in the dream I am at an outdoor faire, just over, with a much more elaborate setup than I really have. I have just found out I have been accepted at a faire, starting next week, on the other side of the country--but very lucrative. How will I do it? At this point one of the women in that two dozen appears and offers to help. So I leave site to pack my motel room and get ready to leave. I return to find she has enlisted the help of a bunch of Boy Scouts, who have packed up all my stuff and all of their umptyump tents (they were having a jamboree, there's several hundred scouts packing furiously). I need to leave in a couple of hours, but my stuff is mostly rolled up in the rolled up puptents, plus my own collection of tents and bookshelves. The scouts leave for lunch with the woman (who is buying lunch in return for the help) leaving me to unroll all the tents to find my stuff, and then repack. Then I woke. Actually in a sweat. And for a couple of minutes, devastated that my crush had "betrayed" me. Then I fully woke. Yeah, that serious a dream.
A mind is a terrible thing to waste, but worse, to lose.