Older Men

As briefly described on Twitter, here is the dream about older men. Somehow, I ended up stranded in a tropical paradise with a ship full of people. We crash landed with no hope of escape, and found a magical castle type place that had incredible rooms that change to fit the needs of the owners. The captain of the ship was Jack Nicholson (liver spots and all) and one of the passengers was James Garner (more liver spots). Despite the number of people on board the ship, both of these gentlemen found me irresistable. I wasn't sure whether I wanted to pursue an affair with two men so much older than me.

My libido got the better of me, and I went to Jack first. He was sitting outside on a crate, the beautiful island sunset a backdrop behind him. He was talking to another old man, as old men do. When he saw me, he said goodbye to his friend, and we went inside the establishment to find some quiet. The first room was enormous with ceilings that were probably twenty feet high, and on one side of the room were these massive steps with each step about five foot high and covered in green silk. Most of the passengers were sleeping on these stairs. The passengers having sex were distributed throughout the rest of the house, which had marble floors and looked like a french castle from the 1700s.

As we walked through the house, Jack told me that the rooms in the castle changed to suit the needs of the people inhabiting them. Every room we passed was full, but we kept going. We reached the end of the hall, but determined, we turned and kept looking. We found a room that was completely filled with a huge bed, with dark green sheets. I don't remember a comforter or cover of any kind. The lighting in the room was purple.

We had sex. I don't remember having sex with James, but I know it happened. I left the island to visit my parents, and I remember them having a new puppy, and I remember missing the island, and wanting to return to it and my lovers. Turns out, a la Dorothy, all I really needed was to want to go and I was back.

There was some kind of university/greek row on our island, and my friend Chutah was a student living in one of the houses. I was hanging out with her, and we went back to her room in the Greek house. There we found Jack behind the door. He had a knife, and some chain, and had planned to tie her up and have his way with her. He didn't understand how this was a bad thing. When he didn't get it, and still wanted to carry out his plans (that could potentially harm her) I had to call the cops. They came to arrest him, and I had to explain that he was my elderly lover that didn't understand that everyone didn't want to be chained. Before they took him away, I told him that it would have been fine if he wanted to do that to me. He didn't understand women at all.

Needless to say, I woke up thinking that maybe I should look into some older men. lol.

Change We Can Believe In

I think this is my first political dream. I had a dream that the kids and I were travelling with my mom to the inauguration. I remember going down a bunch of stone steps, excited to be there. It was the excitement of travel plus the excitement of the new administration.

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I was sitting on top of a big wooden scaffold in front of a building. Below, was a grassy area. There was a line of people behind me. My mom was on the ground, calling for me to come down. Apparently, in order to vote, you had to jump off this wooden scaffolding high above the ground. I was scared. The guy in front of me scoffed at me and tried to push me to jump. I didn't want to. People were waiting for me to do it; they all wanted their chance to express themselves. I don't know if I was ever able to commit.

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Alcohol induced dreams to follow:

I was at the alma mater, walking through the computer lab. I saw my old crush (from work) and while he was there on business, he kept me hanging around instead of sending me on my way, like I expected. He was touching my hands and hugging me, and I was very happy to be there with him. It got to be night, and we were out front of the university, and the moon was shining brightly, and we were slow dancing on the university lawn. It was so beautiful, and there was water trickling around us in little features. We were both supposed to be somewhere else, but it didn't matter. We stopped dancing, and he told me that he'd been thinking of me and how I told him that the biggest mistake I had ever made was letting him go, and he said that had moved him, and he wanted to be with me. I was ecstatic. Even better, then we spent the night together.

Part two of the dream involved telling the housekeeper the news. He had moved in with three white trash people and their kids in a broken down trailer. I stopped by, expecting to tell him that I was for sure done, moving on, and as I sat with him, waiting for a good moment to break the news, he somehow realized that he was still in love with me, and didn't want to live with the trailer trash, but wanted to live with me instead. This caused me a little consternation, because I didn't want him. I mean, I was hopeful when he said this, but then my brain said, look where he's living, and he'll still have the same issues with sex. I told him about the sex issue, and he started having sex with me, but in some new way that involved no actual body contact, and that was all in the mind. I could feel him inside of me, but it was some kind of projected idea, and he was very proud that he could do it while being on the other side of the house. Which he did to demonstrate, while the two bleach blond trailer women gave pointers. I tried to explain that sex wasn't about long distance mind tricks, and he didn't understand. Then, he kept trying to get his stuff together, and was talking about moving out with me. He was getting all his stuff together, and making plans, and I went out to the car. More trailer people were out there, and not wanting me to go, but I tricked them, and jumped in my car, locked the doors, and took off, giving them the finger as I left.

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All from last night. I’m sure there were more.

I dreamed that I was shopping for a dress to wear to the holiday part at work. I was at big girl heaven, and a friend from work was telling me they had already been over the stuff. I found one dress that was red and white and black, and it was very busy. We decided it was too much when we found that it had that eyelash lace on it. I couldn’t find anything there, but I was really looking.

Later, I went shopping at a big department store with my family, and they were all ready to go, but I needed to find something. I was distracted by the lacy things. The family got bored and went off on their own. I remember food being involved.

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I was with the kids, and we were at some kind of entertainment venue, and we found a little cottage-type thing for kids to play in. Each room in the cottage was a different theme, all geared towards the youngest’s age group. Dora, Diego, Princesses, etc. We weren’t sure we wanted to take her in there, because we might never get her out, but we wandered around and she was very excited.

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I was with the kids in a bookstore or library, and I was searching around for some books. We started messing around, and then we were playing tag in this place, running through really narrow rows while the oldest chased us on some kind of vehicle. We weren’t sure she could make it through the rows. It was fun.