Saturday, March 2, 2013

(7/11/07) the horror of a farewell kiss

Dream #1

I walked up steps from a basement which was more like a storm cellar planted in the center of a living room. The swinging doors of this "cellar" were held open (at first?) by a woman.

As I walked up the steps I held 3D glasses to my face. The woman (or I?), pretending we were in a 3D horror movie, shouted, "No! No! No!!!" The woman held er cheeks and shook her head.

I stood beside the woman (as if to comfort her?). But the woman may have laughed and pushed me away gently. The woman was a little older than I and had a very "suburban mother" look.

I stood by a front door. I may have been telling my friend R goodbye. A pretty, blonde girl came up to us. The girl said, "I'm a Dominican. We say goodbye with kisses."

I obliged the girl by walking up to her, embracing her, and kissing her, probably just on the cheeks, though I pressed hard, as if I meant this innocent-seeming kiss to be passionate.

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