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Another weird dream
Wow- I can't even begin to figure out the meaning behind this dream. I went to a convenience store with some guys (I have NO idea who they are) in a pick up truck. An old beaten-down pick up truck, even. The one driving was my boyfriend (I think), and in the bed of the truck was another guy (nothing I specifically remember about him) and a HUGE guy (probably weighing over 500 lbs.) The two guys in the bed of the truck wanted beer. Apparently, lots of it. Cut to scene two. The person working at the store started bringing out cases of beer on a hand truck. The two guys sat in the bed of the truck and the cases of beer were loaded around them. Eventually, the stacks of cases were higher than their heads. We backed the truck out and I told the guy driving that I was very nervous about it because the cases weren't tied down and they were not at all secure. He said that they were fine and kept driving. All hell broke loose when we turned the corner. The cases went flying off the truck, causing cars to crash into each other and burst into flames. He kept on driving saying that it was their fault that they didn't get out of the way of the flying cases of beer. The dream ended with me crying because the cases continued to fly off the truck and cause accidents. OK- what is THAT about? I don't even like the SMELL of beer. Why would I dream about it? (yes, I know that the meaning behind the dream has nothing to do with beer...) I guess it's just another nail in the "RG needs to be committed" coffin. RisibleGirl was blabbing on about another adventure on 06/08 at 05:30 AM
 KathyHowe wrote:
That one has me stumped too! Every once in a great while I have a dream that is just so far out there I cannot begin to make sense of it. I end up classifying those dreams as pure entertainment. I think sometimes so many things in our head (or subconcious) collide and cause these way goofy, undefinable dreams. RisibleGirl replied:  AnnieOfBlueGables wrote:
could it be. . . you are watching too many violent programs on the tele? And you are out with a bunch of guys, none of whom are BER, are you are feeling guilty about pool guy? RisibleGirl replied:  autumng wrote:
My guess is you've been stock piling something (ideas, thoughts, random acts of violence you'd like to commit but never will) and this dream is telling you to tie those things down or you're going to cause trouble. That or it really IS about beer and in your total dislike for it your subconcious decided it would be better to have it fly of the truck than have these three guys drink it. Probably all those empty calories getting you all worked up... RisibleGirl replied: Comfort Addict wrote:
Maybe your free-wheeling risk taking side is at war with your inner parent. Id vs. Superego at the Freudian Wrestling Federation, my favorite. RisibleGirl replied:  poopie wrote:
Too much hot chili garlic sauce perhaps? RisibleGirl replied: Next entry: Hoping this works today Previous entry: Oh Snap! In case you're wondering.... On this day clear back in 2007 I wrote: I should just have a category called “my goofy dad” On this day clear back in 2005 I wrote: Holiday decorations On this day clear back in 2004 I wrote: 16 hours and counting |
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