butters
High on a Hill
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making me feel like quasimodo now
or should i say - hunchbacks have never really rung my bells, annie, but whatever takes yer fancy...
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making me feel like quasimodo now
suck (so sorry don't know how to be polite about this!) there
LOL... Isn't it funny we feel like being polite on THIS forum... It happens to me, too. I guess we're shy
worn me out just reading it !
all I can remember is I was having a very nice dream (for a change) and Ron came and woke me up and I was very peeved about it!
wow - i had an emotional dream this morning, sometime between 8.30 and 10.30.
well you might have found some distance between yourself and the goal (women, lol) you were pursuing, but at least you weren't reckless enough to dive on in headfirst .. taking the stairs or the lift is probably the more sensible route, if less Cadbury's Milk Tray
My wife's been under the weather of late, and said she's had lots of wierd dreams.
Today she asked if there was anything recently made with tomato sauce in the kitchen -
she wanted to be sure it was a dream.
Last night to make a point I think and to stop a lot of people gathered round a table being displeased with me, I felt the need to sing 'It wasn't God who made honky tonk angels' and I sang it in such a sweet voice that everyone was in awe and instantly saw that with the words of that song I was right to act the way I did!
Thanks she's been able to have a bit more to eat today.wishing her better soon
last nights:
i was going to work (somewhere in london close to where i worked many years ago), and the usual things of having difficulty with the journey/not knowing exactly where i'm going that sort of stuff - but the main crux of the dream was from where i got out of a taxi that was really a bus... thick ice on the roads and snow, an open-topped lorry carrying (blocks of? odd, yeah) that crushed glass/sand mix... blocks were falling off onto the road whenever the lorry took a curve, but it was meant to be happening. the cars following spread the soft mass across the road...
standing in the middle of the road i had to cross was a really old, little, wizened, grey-white entirely naked lady. her poor feet! she was shapeless, and pitiful, and i assumed must have wandered out from a mental home nearby. i had only a tiny blue hand-knitted baby jumper with me, but wrapped it about her shoulders and it managed to cover her to the top of her thighs, but i didn't find that odd at all. she obviously wasn't as small as a baby, but the dream jumper fitted where it did.
i picked her up and took her to the hospital immediately across the road, she was cold to touch, not speaking or reacting, and i was sure she was hypothermic. the hospital was entirely uninterested, unfazed, and - after she warmed up a bit and 'came to' enough to be a bit alert and aware of her surroundings - were all keen to discharge her from their premises, along with plenty of harsh and coarse opinions about how many oldies try it on in the cold weather, pretend they're nuts, just to get a bed and abuse the system! I wanted them to take her to the mental hospital up the road, but they wouldn't, saying she was just another faker. they didn't even speak to her or do any of the things i'd assume normal. i was absolutely incandescent and felt totally impotent in the situation. no-one, surely, would stand naked in the middle of a road in such freezing conditions, clearly traumatised or multiple-personality/blanked out at the very least.
i woke up with the alarm, still feeling really frustrated and angry!
Thanks she's been able to have a bit more to eat today.
the cold and this keep having to try and save something or other's making me sound like a frustrated herioine! omg, come to think of it, an awful lot of the dreams i remember are about trying to save things. a hangover from 2 bad marriages and a middle son gone awry?i don't blame you. i think would have been pissed on waking too.I think the cold over there must be seeping into your psyche. It reminds me of a chronic dream I have were I am walking, just trying to get home and end up walking all over the district all night. I've been having some variation of this dream at least once a week for years.
seconded, and hope your mother recovers asap, VSorry to hear your wife is crook. There has been a monster stomach flu lurking around where I live at the moment. My mother has been down with it for a couple of weeks.
Sorry to hear your wife is crook. There has been a monster stomach flu lurking around where I live at the moment. My mother has been down with it for a couple of weeks.