Dreams Mean My Efforts Are Working, but Do They Have to Be so Weird ‽

One of the nice upsides tofixing my insomnia is that I’m suddenly dreaming again. I had forgotten how weird they could get, so of course, I have to share one of them with you! Hang in there for the plot twist.The other night I dreamed that I met a girl and her young daughter at my book signing. I’ve never done a book signing, but there she was. She was 24. This is important information, because she invited me to her home for dinner. In real life, I don’t believe something like this could ever happen even if I became so rich that I wore pants made up of $100 bills sewn together. Also, my oldest daughter is 26 years old, which means I don’t see twenty-somethings in a romantic light, but this dream was not interested in my sense of propriety.At any rate, in my dream, 24-year-old girls invite old dudes home for dinner where I met her three, beautiful sisters and their elegant mother. However, I was smitten only with the 24-year-old, who was the loveliest of all. Her 4-year-old daughter loved me. Her mother, who was the same age as I am, loved me. (Yes, the dream emphasized that she was 51-years-old.) All that mattered, it seems, was that I loved this girl, and she loved me. So it was decided over bread rolls that we would marry.I knelt before her and her mother and produced a grass ring with an opal set in it to place on her finger. We were all so happy. Somehow, my daughter Joy (who lives in Ireland), Cathryn, Lorelai, and the Brownie all flew in to meet ...
Source: The Splintered Mind by Douglas Cootey - Category: Psychiatry Tags: Family Goodreads Somnambulating Spinning Source Type: blogs