Okay, I am a very vivid dreamer and my dreams are as crazy as I am . All my feelings, emotions, insecurities and fears come out in my dreams... With that being said, a few nights ago I dreamed:
I was at some kind of conference. A church conference and I was looking for my husband. I was running around frantically and I looked down and realized that my clothes did not match and I was missing a shoe. Oh, that was bad. Each time I got into my closet to find an outfit, when I put it on it was totally thrashed. Well, I was out looking for my husband again when it happened. I had to use the restroom. I finally found the restrooms and I was relieved when no one was there. I walked into the restrooms they were very private. I went in the stall and shut the door. As soon as I sat down, the walls disappeared and everybody was there! Iwas mortified.... I awoke in a cold sweat!
I have also dreamed that I walked up to sing in the choir and there I was in just my slip! Those dreams really mess with me. LOL
sooo......what about you? Any wacky dreams you'd like to share?
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LOL! My slip actually fell off while I was waving to our friends that had come for a visit. They were laughing and pointing. I looked down, stepped out of it and waved to them with it.
I won't go into total detail, but I was at the home of a black woman that I've never met in real life but knew her well in my dream, and one of her kin, like uncle or something, was found dead and she was being investigated. A white, older cop was asking me all kinds of questions as if I knew anything about it and was acting like I was a known crazy person.
I told him the kind of person I am and my profession (I was still a nurse in this dream...LOL!) and how I'm viewed by those in my community and he didn't seem to believe me. It also seemed that everything I was saying to him was completely made up, even to myself, if that makes sense.
Turns out, this cop, although still on duty and all, was losing his mind and there was talk about his fellow officers looking into having him committed. He sat in the chair in this house and was rambling about things that didn't make sense, but I can't remember the specifics.
Also, the house wasn't recognizable by me, nor the guy playing the cop in my dream. There are also two other elements in this dream that I cannot go into on a public forum, but my reason for being there is strange...well, strange is an understatement.
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