CrystalGeezer
My secret's my enzyme.
I dream about famous people quite often, and it always starts the same way: "So-and-so knocks on my door." I'm like an agoraphobic Mr. Benn.
My Morris dream reminds me a bit of the story told by Tacitus and Suetonius about the Emperor Claudius as a boy. Claudius was considered a fool because he had a club foot and a severe stammer. He was an embarrassment to his family, and was never thought to have been likely to become Emperor.
One day he was in the palace gardens with his friends and an eagle flew over and dropped a wolf cub and Claudius caught the bloodied, injured cub in his robe and it was nursed back to health. An augur was summoned and told the family that the meaning was clear: the wolf cub was Rome and one day Claudius would save the city from destruction. The prophesy was considered so outlandish it was kept a state secret.
Britain is a Morris Traveller restored to its former glory by Nigel Farage only to disappear into the ether never to be seen again. This I dreamt, the 25th of May, 2014.
Talking in my sleep is a big fear. I solve this in part by being in a relationship with a woman from Brazil whose relatively poor English is only offset by my total ignorance of Portuguese.
Your dreams are very intellectual.
I had a dream I was very tired and in pain and I had somehow wound up back in the community I grew up in and was asking to work at the restaurant I had my first job in. It was owned by a new man who had dark hair and who was older than me. We were in the office portion, as though we had just gone over the schedule and he was asking my availability and I was sad that I had returned to the same restaurant, like I felt like I wasn't making progress in life and was frustrated. I could tell this was affecting my new boss. He held my hand and looked at me sheepishly and asked if I was mad at him. I told him of course not, that I was just very tired and he still looked worried that he wasn't pleasing me. THen I got up to start working my shift and encountered a woman in the bathroom that connected to a closet she came out of, she was not happy I was there and was minimally polite to me, I was under the impression she was connected to my new boss. I went back to the restaurant portion of the building and my boss was there and he said he was so happy I was there too.