For most of my life I have had a very active dream life, which I have enjoyed. Upon waking I used to be able to remember most of my dreams and for the most part they were entertaining. If I dreamt something weird I could usually go back over the previous couple of days and find something in real life that had triggered said weirdness.
But lately I don't dream. Well, I guess it would be more correct to say that I don't remember my dreams, which I find to be kind of sad. I don't know if it has to do with my ever present exhaustion or what. I suspect it has something to do with which phase of sleep I'm in when my alarm goes off, but I'm not sure.
So, anyway, when I do remember my dreams these days it's kind of entertaining and as I keep telling you guys, I get my entertainment where I can these days.
Two nights ago I dreamed that David Beckham (yes, soccer phenom and tabloid staple David Beckham) was hitting on me. In a major way. He was flirting like crazy with me and then proceeded to tell me that he thought my body was beautiful. That I had the PERFECT body. But not for America.
For Iraq. IRAQ!
That the people of Iraq love women with my kind of figure.
Um. WTH?!
Anybody wanna take a stab at where this one came from? Anybody? 'Cause I got no clue.
Mixed Bag
13 years ago
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Do you walk around in a burka or heavily covered up, by chance?
Were you reading People while watching the nightly news?
Nope, you got me. The mind is a wonderful -- and often frightening -- place!
David Beckham army recruiter?? SIGN ME UP!
Hey, you would not believe the hardbodies under those burkas over there. You should be flattered.
I love the combination of pop culture and hard world news. Your dream is like Dan Rather reading aloud from US magazine. Hysterical!
Um... what Susan said. That's what I was thinking, too!
I wish I dreamed about David Beckham... lately, I've been dreaming that I'm at work. Then I wake up and actually have to GO to work -- what a let down!
Maybe he means that American women are too paunchy and fat, while Iraqi women or maybe women soldiers are thin and fit. That's how I would interpret it. Yeah, that works.
Yep you must have been watching the news before you fell asleep - pretty funny though!
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I wish I could remember my dreams better. Especially if they featured David Beckham! In high school my crowd used to practice "lucid dreaming", and I miss those days of being able to control my dreams and do whatever I wanted to--at least while I was asleep!
Must. Go. Work. Saturday. Cold. Throat. Hurts. GAAAAAAH.
Hahaha. Not bad, as dreams go.
I'm not very good at analyzing dreams. And I don't dream very often. However, I do have a book about dreams that I reference sometimes when I do remember my dreams. I'm not sure that David Beckham is listed though... :-)
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