Are You Ready?

Here we go, the first journey into my sleeping mind...

Before I begin I must inform you of my current obsession with the show Queer As Folk. The show follows the lives of a group of gay men and a couple of lesbians. Melanie and Lindsay are a lesbian couple that come up in the following dream. And Brian is..well..he is a sex-obsessed, arrogant, non-apologetic, beautiful man and I love him to death.

The other common personality in my dreams that you need to know is my best friend Wesley, you can check out his blog here. 


Now we can begin...

I sit in a very sterile looking room that is reminiscent or a hospital waiting room. To my left sits Wesley looking very annoyed and impatient. I look back and forth from him to the desk in the middle of the room. At the desk sits an older woman on the phone. I can hear someone screaming on the other end. A man opens the door to a room behind a glass door. He steps out and asks Wes and I to step in. We do as he asks.

When we enter this room it's the stereotypical psychiatrists office. We sit on a black leather couch and look at each other. Now there is a definite sense of anger and tension in the room. The psychiatrist asks us to share our feelings, he tells us that it is important to save our struggling friendship. The psychiatrist informs us that one of us came to him with complaints and now was our time to share. I knew it had not been me and was pissed off that Wes went to this guy rather than me. When I look at him, however, his face reflects my feelings. It is clear that neither of us called this meeting and we storm out of the room.

We rush up to the lady and the front desk and demand that she schedule us another appointment. Why? I do not know. Only a crazy person would want to go back to a psychiatrist that had lied to them. Wes and I do learn more towards crazy than away from it..our best quality if you ask me. Wes was adamant that we come back, but was also very picky about the date and time. Meanwhile the phone in my pocket is buzzing.

Suddenly a group of my girlfriends BURST through the door. All of them are wearing evening gowns, their hair is up, jewelery sparkling around their necks. They rush over to grab me and start pulling me out the door. I look to Wes, he is now in a nice suit and tie. He begins to run towards me. Everyone is now angry that I was going to make us late for our dinner reservations. I begin to run, suddenly aware of the fact that I am in very high heels. This realization made it difficult to make my way down the several flights of stairs. Along the sides of the stairs are big glass windows full of holiday displays. We get to the bottom and Wes runs across the street to meet a date, while my girlfriends drag me into a door to the right.

Suddenly I am standing alone on the side of a nice, old house with a large front yard. I see Melanie and Lindsay laying in the front yard playing with their son Gus. I try really hard to get their attention. I am yelling and jumping. They continue to ignore me. I finally go lay down in the grass, still in my evening gown. I begin to take part in their conversation. Several minutes later Melanie takes notice of me. She and Lindsay scream with joy. They get up and tell me I NEED to go to Brian's loft. He has been frantically looking at me.

Jump to Brian's incredible loft. I am now standing in his kitchen looking at him. He is laying on a pile of pillows wearing only his underwear. He is too busy smoking  to even notice I am there. I look to the couch and see Wes holding a painting and staring at it intently. As I begin to walk toward him I wake up.


Not the most exciting dream I have ever had, but I felt it was still worth sharing...