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12:20:2002 Entry: "Ann : Naked DREAM"

Naked DREAM

Stan and I were lying on a bed naked. We weren't doing anything, just lying in eachother's arms. I'm not sure where we were--perhaps a hotel as we seemed to be rather high up, but there was a large plate glass window in the room and the drapes were drawn open. I suddenly noticed that there was a highrise building opposite the bedroom, and a team of construction workers on scaffolding working on it. I also noticed that the workers seemed to be looking our direction, and then I realized we were naked and that they were probably looking at us. One construction worker seemed right out of The Village People. I think at that point we got dressed and went on to the next part of the dream. (Let me preface this part of the dream by saying that as I was getting ready for bed last night IRL, I noticed that Stan had a dead Swallowtail butterfly behind his area of the bed enclosed in a plastic container, one that unfortunately didn't make it from last season.) We had a butterfly that hatched in our house...it was a Giant Swallowtail. I was trying to usher it outside, first into the front porch. Our house didn't look like our house, it was more a combination of our house, my grandmother's house and the flat we lived in when we first moved to Madison. The front porch construction was quite different. As I went out to the front porch with the butterfly, I noticed a room off to the side that was like a utility entrance way. The door was wide open. I also noticed that the front door was unlocked. I told Stan about this, that anyone could get into our house this way. He seemed unphased. The next part of the dream I was in downtown/midtown Fort Collins with Stan and I think Tim as well. We were in some restaurant around Olive Street and College and were leaving, heading northward. I forgot what else happened.

By Ann @ 20:25 AM CST:12:20:02 ..::Link::..