[I've had about five nights of incredibly over-personal dreams about other people which I just can't share, but here are some funny motifs that have popped up here and there...]
- Living in Julie Slotchiver's parents' house (always the same in my dreams, for decades now - a nearly endless mansion with wall-to-wall brown and baby blue carpet, with a series of oddly shaped bedrooms, each with a sunken tub somewhere in the room or an adjacent bath. Nothing like their house in real life.)
- Going to the beach with my mom, me current day and her from the '60s. We lie down on our towels near the surf and a giant dog, the size of a horse, sits on me. He looks like a yellow wolfhound but has an extra wide face, one green eye and one blue, and tie-dye print on his snout.
- Hanging out in a Texas oilfield with a set of twin toddlers dressed as cowboys, a lady lawyer in high heels and a suit, and a giraffe.
- In a meeting at work, where, as we are discussing adopting a child together as a staff, we discover that we each have one missing office key, corresponding to different rooms. Later sleeping at work in bunk beds, lying toe-to-head.
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