Just as the title says, tell me your most recent dream and I will perform a dream analysis of dubious distinction. Trust me I’m an expert.
Just as the title says, tell me your most recent dream and I will perform a dream analysis of dubious distinction. Trust me I’m an expert.
So I was like chilling in my bedroom and then ex-boss lover is 20 years older than me that I haven’t talked to in almost a year Walked in my front door, and then three other people I apparently worked with, one of them with a baby came in and I started juggling trying to talk to all these people, three which I didn’t even recognize where I knew them from, one that hasn’t talked to me since I kind of blew them off. I proceed to try to clean up my room enough to find spots for them all to chill including getting a chair that was in the wrong corner of the room nice getting, the trash from the depression Piles off the floor and getting the comforter on right. I’m not sure what all happened, but I remember waking up when these big creepy fucking white caterpillar things that were like bigger than tomato worms started dropping down off the ceiling and onto the bed, and then I realized I’d already been rolling around on some of them on the bed, and some of them were like fucking spiders and shit that were really big and there were these big mushy spots of half writhing insects, and still things dropping off the ceiling slow enough just to be disgusting and terrifying at the same time. And I remember the three people I allegedly worked within the dream, the one of which had a baby or something being like okay, It’s time to go, and I was thinking they just got here and in between being confused and terrified as fuck.
I woke up and I still haven’t been back to bed yet. I just decided to get up, eat some fucking crap ass freezer food, make myself a White Russian and start tackling installing fit girl repacks and their updates on Fedora. Fuck my life and fuck giant white caterpillars.
I do think I remember making a comment in my dream like okay fuck. I’m going to clean my room that’s for fucking sure before, right before I woke up.
Like fuck my life man. I guess that was some kind of Halloween dream or some shit but fuck that
This is Salvador Dali level stuff
Analysis: Your sexual desires are both sophisticated and complex. You suspect it’s not the kind of thing you can do on your own. You want to recruit like minded partners <-plural, but you are afraid that true deep satisfaction will ellude you because you fear even your open minded partners will find you too freaky for even them. Your fears are real, so partner selection should be taken with care. Go slow. Have fun. Play safe.
Well thank God. At least it’s not about my mother lol
I never said that. You did. I only do dream analysis, not freudian slips. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
I don’t know who she was, only that she certainly wasn’t my mother.
You keep bringing her up. O.k. fine, we’re going Freudian.
So tell me more about the relationship you have with your mother. Would you describe her as someone who is generally attractive?
This made me soooooo happy weed stops me dreaming.