Dead in Tommy's dream
I've had dreams before that other people have died. I've lost almost everyone I know in one dream or another. But yesterday Tracey told me that Tommy dreamt I was dead. No details. Just that I was dead.
To be honest, I was a bit disturbed by that. No one has ever told me I was dead in their dream. I dreamt once that I was dead. And I witnessed my cremation from inside the casket. But that was a long time ago and these are happier times.
So I was thinking of that today as I stopped at a railway crossing. And then every time I had to cross railway tracks I could picture a train coming out of nowhere and flattening me. It wasn't nice.
Strangely, I dreamt of Tommy over the weekend too. Not all of him. Just his butt. I couldn't see his face or anything but I just knew it was him. There was a third person in the dream who was talking about his butt with me so she knew it was him too. I don't usually dream about just one part of someone's anatomy.
posted by Top_Dog at 8/31/2004 10:46:00 p.m.
3 Comments:
I hope I was the "she" talking about his butt. If not, somebody has some "splainin" to do!
9:39 a.m.
Oh, and I'm sorry I told you. I didn't mean to give you a train crossing phobia.
9:39 a.m.
I think it was you in the dream. Not all of you. Just from the shoulders up like a floating head. I had a good rapport with the person so I assume it was you.
As for the train-crossing phobia, it was not debilitating. But for some reason I took a new route home and had to cross tracks about 6 times. I crossed each one very cautiously.
8:42 p.m.
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