maboroshi

Good morning, everybody.

Before I begin my dreams, I'd like to let everybody know -- if you don't already know -- that the Rubin Museum in NYC will be running a series of programs on dreams through the end of April.

The Rubin Museum specializes in Himalayan art. It's one of my favorite museums in the city.

The series includes lectures, films, workshops, and even a sleepover in the museum, all related to dreams, their meanings, and how we can learn to develop our dreaming skills.

There are a lot of really cool speakers and instructors giving presentations, including famous performers, scientists, and lamas.

Anyway, I just thought I'd give everybody a heads up. More info should be on the Rubin Museum website.

Dream #1

I was in an apartment that I was probably watching for somebody else. The apartment may have been on the ground floor. It may have been late afternoon or early morning -- the light coming into the house was dim.

I was thinking that I needed to get out of here and go somewhere else before I was late for something. I was now in a car. It was night. It was like the car was actually the apartment. The front window of the car was actually shared with a side window of a convenience store.

I looked into the convenience store. I saw a lot of different types of nachos. I thought, Well, if these guys have good food like this, I might as well take my time in leaving. So I got out of the car and went into the convenience store to get some nachos. I was thinking of getting the nachos that had jalapenos in the cheese.

I needed to get money, so I went to an ATM. To my left, as I faced the ATM, was a dark hallway. A tall, kind of overweight, white man with reddish blonde hair came out of the hallway and began speaking to the man behind the counter, who may have been Indian and very skinny.

As the man was talking, telling the guy about products and shipments and things he needed to do, he kept crowding really close to me. I got freaked out. I thought he was trying to see my PIN number. My card didn't work once, so I had to do it again. But I waited unti the guy got away from me. The second time, the card worked.

The man asked me something in a friendly manner, as if he'd seen he'd made me feel uncomfortable. He then pulled out some flyer for some kind of Christian church. He may have been one of the preachers at the church. I was even more freaked out now, because I thought this guy was trying to convert me.

Dream #2

I had come into some nice house with a group of friends. We were all like high schoolers. We were probably not supposed to be here, but we were. We were being kind of rowdy and having fun.

At some point, the police knocked on the door of the house. Either we weren't supposed to be here or we had done something before we'd come here that wasn't very good. We knew we were in deep trouble.

A couple of my friends went to get the door. I stayed behind with another guy. The guy kept making some weird joke about throwing somebody at high speed against a brick wall and something about New Kids on the Block. We had all said the joke a number of times and thought it was funny. But now I told the kid to shut up. The joke had something to do with whatever bad thing we had done. He'd give us away if he kept laughing about it like this.

Then everybody else was gone and I was all by myself. It was like this house had been mine all along. I wandered around the house for a bit. Eventually I got wrapped up in some kind of sexual fantasy about a pretty girl coming home to have sex with me.

As part of the planning for this girl's arrival, I stretched a brown blanket down the staircase to the second floor. I then got dressed in a Pull-Ups diaper. I sucked on a pacifier and crawled up and down the blanket. I pretended I was a baby. At some point I beganb wetting the diaper.