After my last batch of dreams, Nat posted an analysis of them, which I found very interesting, though it seemed to indicate a lot of negativity, which I don’t really feel is in my life right now. But anyway there was another suite of dreams a few nights ago, as disjointed as ever, but not ... [More]
Here is my bed. Yes, this shot was staged. Two year-old queen size bed. The bedlinen is about the same age, and most would probably say the doona cover is a pretty typical blokey choice. Second pillow generally thrown off the bed when sleeping, more used for propping-up to read the paper on the weekends. ... [More]
I had a dream on Friday night. For someone who doesn’t often remember dreams, it was quite startling in the amount of detail (and plot, for want of a better word). Staying overnight with Isaac, Jeremy and I at my house were my lovely Marita, my friends Tony and Rae, their daughter Phoebe, my sister ... [More]
The other night I had a dream that there was a hole in my thumb. Near the base, a slot about two millimetres long by perhaps five millimetres across. I could look through the hole and see inside my thumb. No blood, but a kind of weird mostly hollow structure, a bit like the inside ... [More]
I dreamt that I woke in the night (not unusual recently), hearing noises in the house. Not just the usual possums ballroom dancing in the ceiling, but something louder, like people moving about the kitchen and the hallway, creaking on the floorboards. Initially I felt groggy and unable to move, but eventually woke up enough ... [More]
Dreamt last night that I was walking in the city and came across three blokes in business suits. One was unconscious on the ground, one sitting, bleeding slightly and the third standing but obviously in a daze. They’d obviously been in some kind of accident. I whipped out my shiny new mobile phone and dialled ... [More]
I had a dream a couple of nights ago that I got into work, and instead of wearing my usual shirt/tie/trousers/shoes, I found myself wearing shirt/tie/jeans/runners, which looked very odd, to say the least. A somewhat incongruous mix of clothing styles. Mind you, one office I used to work in had a bloke who regularly ... [More]
This morning I dreamt I was sitting on a tram, with my kids and a platonic friend who turned out to be Deborah from Men Behaving Badly, when an ex-girlfriend (one I had taken some time getting over) got on the tram and sat nearby. Her hair was different – much longer, and dyed purple. ... [More]
An interesting dream last night. One of my ex-girlfriends (which one I don’t know, the dream didn’t reveal it) turned out to be related to one ofthe Sopranos, but it was like the Sopranos set in Melbourne. The cops were closing in fast on her, and she’d decided to skip the country, to move to ... [More]
I’m not a particularly mystical person. I’m not really sure what I believe in – God, the afterlife, all that stuff. I don’t know. Uncommitted. But I’ll tell you one thing – there’s something going on out there. Must be. Without trying to get into anything too deep and meaningful, think about the universe. The ... [More]