Dreams

So I've been dreaming alot lately. I guess that's wierd for me; not that dreaming is wierd, but the nature of the dreams themselves are a little different for me. They're good dreams, don't get me wrong, but they're the kind of dreams that feel loaded with symbols, the kinds of dreams that people who like to read dreams are into. Personally, I think the whole notion of the "subconcscious using dreams as a vehicle to communicate with the conscious mind" is kind of ridiculous, treating the subconscious like some sort of homunculous that inhabits some occult corner of my mind. Still, the dreams feel like they mean something.

The night before last I had this emotional dream that I had a child (Not like I gave birth, but just my child). Could be around the kid wihtout breaking into tears, and much of the dream was comitted to me trying to figure out how to suport it. To contextualize this, I had a job interview to be an MCAT tutor with Kaplan that day.

Last night I dreamed that I picked this HOT girl up at a bar, and we went back to her room. When we got there, there was some dude like fixing the plumbing or installing cable or doing something like that in her room, and people just generally kept interrupting us (I kept on anyway, but she was distracted). At some point, she got pulled off to go do something saying she'd be right back, and I got left waiting for her on the bed. I killed time watching TV with her friend (yes, someone was watching TV in the room the whole time), and the girl never came back. CONTEXT: Last night I went to an OK dance party with some friends (didn't take anyone home) and went to sleep watching TV.

Followers of Freud and Jung: feel free to analyze me.