Ann and I were talking to our friend, Bill at his work site and she took out a gun and killed him. I dived to the floor when the shots started, and was wondering why she was doing this. Additionally, there were other people around and it wasn't like she was going to do this without witnesses. 'What was she thinking??? Shooting a friend with witnesses???
Then she runs the gun down a garbage disposal to get rid of the evidence. Yea, like that will work...
The dream was a little disturbing and I had to ask Ann if it was OK to write about this one.
Labels: Dreams
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That dream was hilarious because it is so absurd. Bill is about the last person in the wold I would want to see dead, I mean, old art professors from gradschool, yeah, but, oh wait, never mind, that already happened.
The best part is trying to run the gun down the disposal. It's like something out of a surreal comedie noir.
Did I ever tell you I have a reocurring about flushing clothes down the toilet?
Flushing clothes down the toilet? Yea, like that will work..
I wonder what that imagery could mean?
I don't know what it means, but ever since I've started having those dreams, I've been accidentally dropping things in the toilet that cannot flush...lens cloths...pantiliners...small plastic objects. I fish it out Jerry Seinfeld girlfriend toothbrush style and then completely freak and wash my hands for about 10 minutes. It's all accidental, but I almost wonder if it is a subconscious self-fulfilling prophecy.
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