Weird Dream So I haven't blogged in a while, mostly because when I had time, I had nothing worthy to blog and when I had something worthy to blog, I had no time :( But I had a weird dream last night, and I finished a majority of stuff that was due this week today, so I decided to subject all of you to my dream. Perhaps some of you psychology students out there can interpret it.
So it started out with me at a hoity-toity rich people's swimming pool (I knew it was hoity-toity becasue there was a separate kiddie pool, and the showers were sparkling clean) I wasn't actually in the pool, and I took three or four trips between the shower and my spot on the side of the pool, never actually going into the showers, just looking in to them. Mind you, this is completely in character for me, because I have always had an irrational dislike for public showers.I don't remember completely, but I think I was checking to see how clean they were.
So anyway, after the last back-and-forth, I lay down on the deck and tapped this woman lounging in the pool on the head. She looked up and I asked her where she was heading. She gave an address which, if I recall correctly, was a garbled version of my old address, and I said I was heading there too (I don't think this was entirely a lie, atleast in my head), and if she wanted to get out of here. She agreed (Yes, I know, this was the part that should ahve tipped me off that this was a dream. You got that out of your system? Good)
Now, what happened next was a little unclear, even right after I woke up, and you'll see why. We went on what seemed like a single, albeit very long, date, (although you'll see later on that circumstances indicate it may have been more than one) walking around, enjoying each other's company, meeting people we knew. At one point, I draped my arm around her shoulders. She didn't seem entirely pleased with the move, so I asked her "Uncomfortable?" She nodded, and I removed my arm. I then asked her if she had someone else in her life. (Mind you, forgetting about a minor detail like this is also entirely in keeping with character for me). She said she had a lot of people, and played a lot of roles; mother, something, something. It wa the mother that caught my ear, because I somehow deduced from that that she was married (I also seemed to instinctively know her child was a daughter, but I suspect it's because all the mothers I know have daughters...I think. I never got confirmation of this from her, though). She confirmed as such upon my asking ( being married)
I dropped her home, and saw her greet her family. I snuck into a corner next to her house, and suddenly there was someone else there with me, who was apparently my friend. He was doing the sneaking, watching her playing recreational games with her family, and I was sitting down, listening to his commentary. At one point, I asked her "Does she look happy?" I don't remember his answer.
But as time elapsed, the crowd seemed to get larger. More and more people began to appear, all of whom seemed to be my friends, some of whom were even standing on the lot that belonged to her house, behind the fence but not very well-hidden, it seemed. The corner where I was got filled up; at the end of the corner was the only person I could recognize upon waking up; my dad. (None of these other "friends" of mine seemed familiar, from university, college or high school) None of these friends seemed particularly interested in the fact that I seemed to be dating (and creepily stalking, now that I think about it) a married woman. They all seemed to be, and this was an expression that came to me while still in the dream, horndogs. They commented on how hot she was, in different ways. I think some of them were actually panting.
At some point, her husband found out, as evidenced by a big fight the two of them had outside their house, in full view of me and everyone else. My dad also was strongly disapproving of my actions; I knew this even though I didn't recall actually discussing it all explicitly. Also at some point, her dad made an appearance, and he was a religious freak. He stormed past me on his way out (although not on his way in), and I thought he was heading for me for a while. I tried to weasel out of the whole thing at one point by leaving, but was stopped by my father, who said that I started it and I should at least see its conclusion. Her mother approached me at one point, as if to say something, then abruptly stopped short while walking, gave me a look and turned away...
..and that's when I woke up. I'm not sure what any of it means, or even whether it's significant or not. Anyone want to venture a guess?

P.S: I'm seeing via blogs that another friend of mine also had a weird dream last night. Was it the moon phase that was causing it?  ¶ 7:41 PM