Hmmmm
Last night I dreamt that Kevin Spacey was trying to take my baby.
It was another in a series of recurring dreams wherein something is happening that makes me cry and cry and cry. It's very weird because it's not like these dreams are necessarily nightmares. Kevin Spacey was, for example, being very nice about that fact that he was trying to take my baby. But this me-being-powerless-to-the-point-of-tears thing is curious. Because I'm not feeling that way conciously. (As long as you don't take into account my feelings about the current administration).
Just thought I'd share that.
It was another in a series of recurring dreams wherein something is happening that makes me cry and cry and cry. It's very weird because it's not like these dreams are necessarily nightmares. Kevin Spacey was, for example, being very nice about that fact that he was trying to take my baby. But this me-being-powerless-to-the-point-of-tears thing is curious. Because I'm not feeling that way conciously. (As long as you don't take into account my feelings about the current administration).
Just thought I'd share that.
cobbled together by Moi at 10:53 AM
15 Comments:
I hate him, too, Charlie. Trying to take my baby. The nerve.
He is really Kaiser Sosa, so dont make him mad
Not only that.
He's frickin' Bobby Darin too.
And Lex Luthor. I know, I know. He's a bad ass.
you should hear the shrink's interpretation of my dreams...in this case, I think he would say that you are either worried about the child moving into the teen years and not being as connected to you, or you are worried about the opportunity for a new venture being taken from you. Perhaps Kevin Spacey writing a weekly column in the Seattle Times, instead of you...
WRONG!!!!!!!!!!
Or maybe, Edy, I have a deep seated but heretofore unarticulated love for Kevin Spacey (the man as opposed to his work). Or maybe it's because I fell asleep watching Eddie Izzard and felt guilty about that. Or maybe it's because I ate spinach loaf for dinner last night.
Kevin Spacey,like the Death card in the Tarot,is not an ominous symbol.It merely indicates change..Not necessarily a bad thing,which is why you don't get the sense of this being a nightmare.Since you don't have an actual 'baby' to lose,I would say that you are subconsciously preparing to let go of something spiritual.(Hence the oh-so-Catholic 'baptismal' tears)..Or I'm full o' crap,..which does seem more likely.
Sling, you are not full of crap. I like your analysis very much. In fact, I'm going to copy it out and put in my journal. Very cool.
oohhh. the loss of control. feelin like you cant get a handle on something? feel like someone else is taking over something that is rightfully yours in your eyes?
sorry that was my sylvia browne impression. :p
I think that...what was I going to say again?
I agree with Sling- not sure what he's getting at -lol- but it sure sounds good. :)
I know I had a deep sense of doom and helplessness when the torture bill passed.
Yasamin, And a very good impression it was, too.
And yes, Grish, what WERE you going to say?
Horizon, I like Sling's analysis, or at least the way he put it, but I'm pretty sure now that it's more to do with what Mary is talking about.
Sometimes my dear a cigar is just a cigar. Oh wrong dream. Nevermind
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