Visica Pisces; a dream blog

Visica Pisces; a dream blog

I had a dream that Howard's wife died. We were at a party, his party, but he din't look like Howard, he was much older than he is in real life. There were a lot of people at the party.

Howard had made his wife a smoothie and went to look for her. A guest pointed out that they saw her going into the bathroom a while ago. I saw him knock on the door, and then I saw him go in with the blender full of smoothie. He came out with an empty blender and I knew that she had died of a heart attack. He didn't tell anyone that he had found her, but I knew he did. A few minutes later someone else came up to him to break the news and he didn't tell them that he already knew. He just said that she did it becuase she had never wanted to drink the smoothie in the first place, but didn't want to make hism feel bad about it.

the dream went on. I was in the car with him, he had daughters with him. We were dumping his wife's belongings out at different thrift stores. Then I was in San Diego carrying him around in a basket. He fit inside of it like a small child. The basket was filled with cat litter, and the only thing you could see was his little face. He said that he was dying, shrinking, from a broken heart.

I put him in an old folks home in the end. It had become illegal to be old and alone. If you were widowed you had to go to a home. He was found out to have been alone and broken hearted, and I brought him to the home, where he admitted he would probably have a real good time.

Visica Pisces; a dream blog

Visica Pisces; a dream blog

i have been dreaming a lot about safaris lately. if that is how you spell it. i doubt it is. safaris to Asia mostly. I have been uncovering the false American-made facades in all the other countries, only to have large red poisonous snakes unleashed upon me by beautiful blonde women.

Last night, i dreamt I was breast feeding my first child, and it felt better than anything I have ever felt so far.

I awoke in one of the worst moods of the year, wondering if anyone was proud of me, if anyone took me seriously at all. I found out that one person was and does, maybe a couple more.

I will try to find more.

I have so many many dreams.

Tavia

Visica Pisces; a dream blog

Visica Pisces; a dream blog

Last night I dreamt I was with my family, but I didn't recognize any of them. So, not my family in reral life. I was asking them where Ema was. I was yelling at them, "How could you just leave her in the park, she is only two years old, she is going to get kidnapped!!" I was also upset because one of them took my chair that was in my office and had not returned it. There was along silence, and heads bowed, many of them shook their heads. "Ema has been dead for a week now," one of them said, "This outburst is the last thing her mother needs right now."
"And your chair," Another said, "Your chair is right where it always is." I went to see, and there it was, where it always is. I felt ashamed, and confused. And then I woke up, did't feel well, and called in sick.