I'm a horrible, horrible person. I just realized that it's been well over a month since I last posted anything here. If anyone still bothers to check in here -- I'm so sorry. I have lots of excuses for why I've been away so long.
-- Work has been super crazy, and I was just exhausted most days. I don't want to write things here that will bore you all to tears, so for lack of anything amusing and/or interesting to say I just opted to stay silent.
-- It was my birthday back on May 16th, so I was busy being social.
-- My Grandpa passed away a couple days later. (That would be the valid excuse I mentioned.) Compound that with everything going on in the news and the world feeling like it was going to hell in a hand basket most of the time? I was not feeling the urge to write.
-- Then it was suddenly already Memorial Day and my Mom's birthday.....
And now here we are. It's already June and it feels like the time went by so fast.
How can I make up for my absence, Friends? I mean...I assume you might have missed me...maybe just a little bit. I'm going to pretend that you did. Odds are greater that you had so much going on in your own lives that you didn't even notice. That's cool. I can't say shit about it since I wasn't around either.
So let's make up for lost time by climbing inside my psyche and trying to interpret my latest weird dream. For those of you that have been reading here a while, you might remember some of my other messed up dreams: like this one involving licorice, or the the one about a picnic on a mountain top, or the one about avocados and making guacamole.
I'm not expecting you to go back and read all of those -- you know, unless you really have nothing better to do, or you are just incredibly bored, or finish this whole thing and find yourself weirdly intrigued by whatever my crazy dreams reveal and want to go further down the rabbit hole. That being said, I'm pretty sure Avocado Dream Guy made a reappearance in this last dream, so that might be helpful if only for reference.
Okay, enough dawdling.
For our new Friends here who haven't had the chance to read any of the previous entries, a little background:
- I rarely remember my dreams after waking up. I'm sure I have them, but I couldn't tell you anything about them.
- When I do remember anything it's usually just small pieces, or a feeling. We aren't ever going to have a lot of material to work with is my point, kids.
- I rely on Google for my dream interpretation. They pretty much already own my soul, so any added weirdness in my search history based on a dream is just a drop in the bucket at this point.
On to the dream:
I was riding in a car with a guy. The guy was driving and I was in the passenger seat. I have no idea where we were or if we even had a destination in mind. Once again, I could not see the face of the guy, but in the dream it didn't matter because I knew who he was. He was taller than me, dark hair. I'm pretty sure it was Avocado Dream Guy -- it was definitely a similar vibe. The interior of the car was black, and it was super comfy. The only thing that could be seen from any of the windows was bright blue sky and puffy white clouds. There was no road visible, nor any other traffic. I know we weren't in a plane because it was clearly the interior of a car, and he was driving it. We were just driving along and talking. I can't even recall what we were talking about -- not one single thing. I do remember feeling relaxed and happy during our conversation, but I also had this kind of nervous, giddy, butterflies-in-the-stomach feeling. It was a strange combination. How to explain? It was like he was someone incredibly important, or with a really hectic schedule, and it just seemed unbelievable that he would choose to spend that much time and focus that much attention just on me. It was odd. It wasn't surprising, since we already knew each other and were friends, but somehow still kind of amazing that I was getting that much of his time to myself.
And then I woke up. My first thought was, "It was nice to see him again." WTF?! That's why I think it was Avocado Dream Guy, because how can it be nice to see someone again when I don't know who the hell he is in the first place?
Are you ready to try and sort out this mess of a dream? Fantastic.
Let's start with Mr. Blurry Face. For those of you who still haven't bothered to click the link above and read about that dream, let me copy and paste the relevant info for you.
"Alrighty. So maybe Mr. Blurry Face With the Dark Hair has some answers. Let's Google that shit.
Unsurprisingly, the most popular answer is that it is someone I don't know. Second most popular is that it really is someone I know, and I should not trust him. My subconscious is trying to tell me I am being deceived. Heartwarming."
I tried looking up dreams about cars, but apparently the color and or the type of car could make a difference. I don't have either of those pieces of information. All I know about the car is that the interior was black. I'm not going to waste time looking up the importance of the color black. Black happens to be one of my favorite colors, and the interior of my own car is a dark grayish-black. I'm just going to chalk it up to familiarity.
The fact that I was the passenger got a ton of results...some of which were not so happy, and many of which were completely inapplicable.
-- There were no other passengers, so we're going to ignore all of those results. In fact, I don't even recall if there were seats in the back.
-- It was definitely a car, so ignoring everything about trains, planes, etc.
-- We didn't crash, or speed wildly out of control. Cross those off the list.
I'll spare you the rest of the weeding process. Here are the points that seemed to come up time and again. Anything quoted in blue is the wisdom I obtained from a dream interpretation website.
"1. Leaving control, direction and drive to others, to relinquish power (note mode of transportation). 2. Success is on the way (depending on mode of transportation). 3. Domestic disagreements."
Well, that's an incredible amount of options. Also, nowhere did that website give a list of transportation options. Although another entry on the same page said it could mean I am dissatisfied. Apparently with life in general as no other details were given. <-- This should be in black. Blogger is being a pain in the ass and no matter how many times I correct this it keeps reverting to blue.
"To dream that someone else is driving you represents your dependence on the driver. You are not in control of your life and following the goals of others instead of your own."
That might make sense if I knew who the driver was. I don't know how I can be dependent on Mr. Blurry Face when I don't know who the hell he is. And a big no to the second part. Nobody sets my goals in life but me.
" If you dream that you are a passenger in a mode of transportation (car, train, boat, airplane), this indicates a feeling of ineffectiveness at reaching your goals. You feel that you need someone else to take you to your goals, because you cannot accomplish them yourself. It also signifies a loss of control of your life, as someone else is in charge of the ultimate destination of the vehicle."
Not exactly happy and uplifting stuff here, Friends. I feel the need to declare here that I'm pretty damn happy with my life. I'm not in the middle of an existential crisis. Promise. I'm pretty sure my life is not spiraling wildly out of control.
"Positive changes are afoot if…
I did! I had a really enjoyable time being the passenger. This wasn't a bad dream by any stretch of the imagination, and it didn't leave me feeling all tense and worried about my life being an utter disaster. This was the only result I found that had a good interpretation of being a passenger.
Maybe the clouds and blue sky have some answers.
-- Fleecy clouds apparently mean joy, delight, and pleasure.
-- Sunny or white clouds symbolize serenity and positive thinking
-- Bright, fluffy clouds apparently indicate aspirations that can be attained. They imply happiness and success in romance.
I'm out of possible ideas to look up a this point. I've also dealt with more pop-up ads than I thought possible while looking up all of these websites, which is why I'm not linking to them. No one needs to deal with that aggravation.
So what did we learn today, Friends?
1) Mr. Blurry Face is back, and I still don't know who the hell he is.
2) I'm apparently totally cool with someone else being charge and driving to whatever goal there is.
3) I promise I'm not depressed, I'm not agonizing over some goal I cannot reach, and I don't believe the world is crumbling around me.
4) I find it odd that this is the first dream I can remember in a long time, and the really weird part is that it didn't involve food in some way.
In conclusion, my interpretation of all of this mess is really pretty simple:
I am very, very single. Like I shouldn't be that freaking thrilled that Mr. Blurry Face wanted to pay attention to me in my own damn dream. (And I find it kind of frustrating that I still don't know who the hell he is, is I'm being totally honest.)
So does this make up for ignoring you for so long, Friends? I'm really sorry. You'll forgive me though, right?