I dreamt that when I opened my door to go outside one morning, there was a huge hole being dug between my yard and the street.  A huge hole was ripped in my chainlink fence. There was yellow construction equipment and Continue reading →

I dreamt that I was giving a flip-chart presentation to a casual room full of people sitting on couches and bean bag chairs.  Then, as I spoke, I also entered the room from the back – a second ‘me’ if you will.  Second me began to explain to first me why my talk was incorrect and what the proper facts and conclusions were.  This was received very well by first me, and the two me’s had a very pleasant discourse.

I dreamt that I was lying in bed under my covers, as I felt that I actually was, and looking down at the foot of my bed, as I felt that I actually was, and on the corner of my comforter, 3″ to 12″ versions of dinosaurs, gummy bears, Flintstones vitamins, and the people, in black and white, from the movie “Cat on a Hot Tin Roof” were frolicking.

A friend was lying flat on a hospital gurney with her head tilted up to look at her stomach on which a clear structure was sitting.  If you remember the doozers, the tiny construction workers from Fraggle Rock, the  structure was identical to their thin, clear stick-like, frames.

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I dreamt that I had male-pattern baldness, the kind that leaves just a ring of hair all around, and nothing on top.   People around were pointing it out to me, and I didn’t mind at all.  My reaction was, “Yeah, I do have that,” and, smiling, continued on with other conversation.