dreams!

I had another two vivid dreams last night. Which is interesting because I rarely remember my dreams.

The common theme throughout each dream was the idea that the people that I count on the most were not there for me and didn't back me up when I needed them to.

In one dream I was some sort of olympic athlete and my family refused to help me put sunscreen on my back. Everyone was there to watch, but I remember getting really upset that no one was helping me.

In the next dream I was getting married and it was a hastily planned wedding and everything was going wrong. Then I was about to go in and get married and the dress I had was a tacky BLUE, poorly made, ill-fitting moo moo type of thing. My mom and I got in an argument because she wouldn't even safety pin the back of it so it wasn't so frumpy. Then she huffed into the bridal store that was next door and shoved some dresses at me like I was being so selfish and inconsiderate to not wear the moo moo. Then we got into a big white-trash argument in front of everyone and I ran out crying.

Really strange dreams. No doubt the wedding one probably stemmed from Dayna's. Even though it wasn't bad like that I guess the basic ideas are put in your head and work their way into dreams. If I delved really deeply into them I'm sure I could get some moral or lesson about my psyche.

But, contrary to Freud, sometimes dreams are just dreams.