Yet another disturbing look into my subconscious-This was this morning's dream:
I was apparently living with my parents (as I often am in my dreams) and everyone had to evacuate the whole area near where I lived due to a volcano erupting. Everyone else left, but I stayed to keep an eye on things because I'd seen a forecast, and the lava wasn't' supposed to quite make it to our house (as if they predict things like that on a map and the lava were all you had to worry about any way). One of our neighbor's houses' roof caught on fire from falling embers. I put it out with a garden hose, but it was pretty badly damaged. Charlie Sheen was in the dream briefly. Apparently he was another neighbor.
Then the tremors in the ground started making little Greek figurines/artifacts rise up to the surface in the soft ground around the septic system's leech field. I quickly collected them to sell. It was at this point that I remembered that my mother had died and I had buried her there, and I became concerned that her body would come up to the surface. I don't know when/how she had died nor why I had buried her there. However, I had apparently kept the location of her body a secret and had told my dad that the funeral home had lost her body.
As I began to ponder why my dad would be fooled by such an absurd lie, and why he had never followed up with the funeral home about the location of his wife's body. As I started realizing how absurd this situation was, I realized it must be a dream and woke up.
I was apparently living with my parents (as I often am in my dreams) and everyone had to evacuate the whole area near where I lived due to a volcano erupting. Everyone else left, but I stayed to keep an eye on things because I'd seen a forecast, and the lava wasn't' supposed to quite make it to our house (as if they predict things like that on a map and the lava were all you had to worry about any way). One of our neighbor's houses' roof caught on fire from falling embers. I put it out with a garden hose, but it was pretty badly damaged. Charlie Sheen was in the dream briefly. Apparently he was another neighbor.
Then the tremors in the ground started making little Greek figurines/artifacts rise up to the surface in the soft ground around the septic system's leech field. I quickly collected them to sell. It was at this point that I remembered that my mother had died and I had buried her there, and I became concerned that her body would come up to the surface. I don't know when/how she had died nor why I had buried her there. However, I had apparently kept the location of her body a secret and had told my dad that the funeral home had lost her body.
As I began to ponder why my dad would be fooled by such an absurd lie, and why he had never followed up with the funeral home about the location of his wife's body. As I started realizing how absurd this situation was, I realized it must be a dream and woke up.
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yes, next time i'll not interrupt you while you're in line
i appreciate your comment ... i think i oversimplified my "theoretical male" a little bit too much. for example, i didn't make him capable of feelings. oops!
it's definitely true that when you have feelings for a person - the starry-eyed kind of feelings - it changes the way you look at the world anyway. i suppose in that case, other girls wouldn't measure up ...