Yesterday was a very good day. I turned in a revised copy of chapter 3 to my advisor and got to have dinner out with Big J (thank you LostNYers for babysitting!). But last night I had the most disturbing and vivid dream and it has put me in a funk all day.
I dreamt that I was in a church helping prepare for someone's wedding and I needed to use the restroom. Inside all the stalls there were operating tables with women in various stages of pre-, post, and in process operations. They were all Hispanic and they were all undergoing forced sterilization. I was (of course) incensed and found the priest to confront him. I told him I would call the police and as I was walking through the church compound to find a phone this man grabbed my hand and started walking with me. He told me that he thought I was wonderful and would do anything to help me. I was immediately and thoroughly suspicious, and told him that it was impossible for him to make any judgement about me because he didn't even know my name, let alone anything else about me.
The dream continued on with good resolution--for which I am grateful because that happens so rarely in dreams. Now this might seem odd, but the part that has me in a funk is the man who told me I was wonderful. For some reason I can't stand the thought of people who don't know me saying positive things about me. I am sure that this will be on my mind for the next few days as I try and work out what exactly it means. Dream analysis appreciated!
Thursday, September 21, 2006
a disturbing dream
at 12:42 PM
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