So last night was one of those dreams where I can picture parts of the dream in incredible detail, however attempting to describe it would be horribly unclear. I am reminded of that scene in Clueless, where Cher likens one girls' looks to a Monet:
Tai: Do you think she's pretty?
Cher: No, she's a full-on Monet.
Tai: What's a monet?
Cher: It's like a painting, see? From far away, it's OK, but up close, it's a big old mess. Let's ask a guy. Christian, what do you think of Amber?
Christian: Hagsville.
Cher: See?
That was my dream...a Monet. It involved a large house, which at one point I was sneaking around in for some reason, I believe with Jesse. Then, later in this same house, was a party where I got in an argument with some girl. The girl looked like (though I don't think she was supposed to be) a high school kid from work. Her appearance was completely random. Considering how I often random people appear in my dreams, I wonder if I show up in theirs. Does the idea of being on the same wavelength extend to people tens to hundreds of miles away? And in dream form? What a wonderful cosmic and social experiment that would be. I should start a website about that. (Patent pending.)
The only other interesting thing about my dream was that woke up in a funk. As I was getting ready, and bumping into Jesse as he was moving around in his morning routine, I felt as though we were mad at one another. I don't remember being mad when I fell asleep (which sometimes happens!) nor could I remember anything in particular from my dream that would cause me to be mad at him. The feeling was so intense however, that as I was leaving for work, I asked Jesse, "Are we mad at each other?" Thankfully, he said "No," but I still couldn't shake the feeling.
Weird.
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