Dreams of last night
Dreams last night included floating above nude female models that were doing some kind of placid nude art show… actor Ron Silver (but I called him Ron Rifkin, mistaking the two Rons) finishing dinner at this art show and then mistaking me for a waiter or something and asking me to have his car brought around (even though the celebs at this dinner were supposed to stick around)… I also have a vague impression of a woman telling me (in an almost desperate, sadness filled inflection) she loves me (was she one of the models?) (this is the second night recently in which that has happened — the first night she gave me her name too, but I didn’t write it down, figuring she’s *probably* not a real person)… a non-flying part of the dreams in which snow had fallen so thick and fast that cars were abandoned, double-parked along nearly every road, which I had to climb over to get from the street to the sidewalk area (which I did in the nick of time, as a bus streamed past right after I’d climbed up, clipping and dashing away part of the snowbank… I had no food or money as I walked in that cold, snowy place, looking for an open door, a place to crash for the night …. wandering into all-night bars…. I often dream of underground shopping areas that feel very Euro circa 1970s which such bars might be…. dreamed I had a car and my car’s breaks did not work and so I had to drive down hills with my emergency break on to try to keep slow enough…
on August 24th, 2009 at 6:14 pm
Hmmm. Freud would have a field day….although, sometimes a a placid art show is just a placid art show.
http://i54.photobucket.com/albums/g112/trevor22a/freud.jpg