Update

It has been a long absence. Beginning therapy has been difficult. I’m somewhat preoccupied with what’s going on in my own mind. I’ve been having lots of dreams; the feelings associated with the dreams last for quite a while. Family and friends are regular parts of the dreams. I thought I’d share one that has stayed with me for a few days.

I was at my house, and I remembered that I left some clothes that I needed out in my car. I was in the middle of changing when I realized this, so I figured since it was night, I could go out to the car and get my stuff without worrying about it. I step out the door, and who should I see in the neighbor’s driveway, right next to my car, but Will Smith (honest to god, Will Smith). Now I’m a little embarrassed, because I’m basically naked, but determined not to wimp out now that he’s seen me. I walk to the car, arms covering myself, get in the car, pick up the laundry basket that I came after, and hold it in front of my breasts. (But since it is a laundry basket with large holes in it, that is not incredibly useful). He was very appreciative of the view. It seems he spoke to me briefly, and I tried to seem casual about the whole thing, and then retreated to the house.

When I remembered this dream, it made me realize that I have lots of dreams where I get into situations and realize, not that I’ve forgotten my shirt, but that I’ve forgotten that it is appropriate or necessary.