I had several dreams last night. Good dreams and an odd dream.
He was in one and I shared it with him earlier this afternoon. He had no response. When I asked him if it was a good dream or not he did come back and say it was a very good dream. I started to write a piece based on it as I found it very hot. It involves wolves, leather and a bare ass. I hope other people like it.
Mr S was in another dream. Another very good dream that I wouldn’t mind trying in real life. I also started to write this one down. I may wait until it becomes a reality though. This dream involved an ice cube and a fork. Yes, a fork.
There was another dream that didn’t show anyone but referred to several people, including Him, Mr S, and CS. This one was odd, odder than the fork, but not in a bad way. This one involved guns. Shotguns and a pistol to be exact. In the dream I was showing a friend a shotgun that Mr S gave me, an antique shotgun. I was telling this friend that other lovers had given me guns as well, another shotgun from CS and a pistol from Him. I also had a gun that my Grandfather gave my Father when he was a young boy. That gun was also in the dream with Him in it.
Google says, “To see a gun in your dream represents aggression, anger, and potential danger. You could be on the defensive about something. Or you may be dealing with issues of passiveness/aggressiveness and authority/dependence. Alternatively, a gun is a symbol of power and pride. Perhaps you are looking for shelter or protection in your dream. From a Freudian perspective, a gun represents the penis and male sexual drive. Thus, the gun may mean power or impotence, depending on whether the gun went off or misfired.”
Good dreams. Odd dreams. Both better than nightmares and waking up crying.
I should go to sleep now. I need to be up in 5 1/2 hours…