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Subconscious to the rescue
Jan. 25th, 2006 02:50 pmObviously my brain is trying to tell me something.
Last night I dreamed that I was cast in the musical Godspell again. I wasn't too thrilled with the idea intially, everything seemed very substandard and disorganized. As the rehearsal continued, more things became clear to me. The singing improved, the dancing was more exciting and interesting, and I realized that I wasn't in the chorus, I was a lead (Jesus, in fact). My brain loses points here for subtlty. I did nail the songs though.
Woke up, went back to bed, dreamed again. I was at a club with an acquaintance of mine, but in the dream were were arm in arm, laughing at each other, indulging in playful, sexual, banter. We were both a little forward, but neither really minded. There was just joy and heat and a casual yet magnetic attraction.
Sometimes there is cruelty in being kind. Sometimes you just have to shut up and enjoy the ride!
Last night I dreamed that I was cast in the musical Godspell again. I wasn't too thrilled with the idea intially, everything seemed very substandard and disorganized. As the rehearsal continued, more things became clear to me. The singing improved, the dancing was more exciting and interesting, and I realized that I wasn't in the chorus, I was a lead (Jesus, in fact). My brain loses points here for subtlty. I did nail the songs though.
Woke up, went back to bed, dreamed again. I was at a club with an acquaintance of mine, but in the dream were were arm in arm, laughing at each other, indulging in playful, sexual, banter. We were both a little forward, but neither really minded. There was just joy and heat and a casual yet magnetic attraction.
Sometimes there is cruelty in being kind. Sometimes you just have to shut up and enjoy the ride!
