Last night I had a dream where I thought I was with my neighbor
going
through some of her things that she had out for the trash.
I picked out a
number of things that I could not believe she was trashing,
and brought
them home. Then I find out it wasn't her stuff,
but belonged to a
neighbor farther down the street,
and she wanted to be paid for
everything.
And her prices were higher than I would pay,
so I knew I had
to pack it all up and return it.
And then, in the dream, I realized I
could just wake up from the dream
and not have to do anything about the
dream!
Which I did. I woke myself up, and lay there thinking about that.
The
dream is highly symbolic for me. In "my waking life"
I also don't have
to pick out the neighbor's trash,
or pay exorbitant prices for someone
else's trash.
I can just "wake up" and say "interesting!
Thanks, but no
thanks!"
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| watercolour dreams portrait |
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