I never thought I’d find myself in a situation like this. It seems that I have four men interested in me. This didn’t happen in my teens, my twenties or my thirties, but it appears it’s happening now unless I’m reading all the signs wrong. Tom seems to be really affectionate and nice to me…
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Mink
Dreaming Tom and I are getting married. It is the morning of the wedding, but I’ve left the arranging until the last minute. This isn’t a problem though; it’s just the way I do everything. I choose a dress and some gold shoes, and we get married, although this part doesn’t feature. After the ceremony, we have a couple of photos taken by the photographer we’ve hired, and then we go on to the reception. Me and…
Tradition
Dreaming
Exclusive
Dreaming I am sitting in a tent. Horses are running around outside; I’m hoping they won’t come in. One does. It looks like a blue Bulldog. I am on holiday in Cornwall with Phil, the kids, Tom and his new girlfriend (he doesn’t have one in waking life). The tide is out; golden sands are crying out to be played on before the sea comes back in, but I can’t find anywhere to park other than outside a rough-looking pub which turns out to be an exclusive members pub for posh people. They instruct me…
Unentitled
Dreaming I am in a music room of a school. I am sitting with a group of people singing a song that is very familiar to me, less so to them. I take the manuscript to the piano and begin to play, but it doesn’t come as easily as it used to. I try for a few minutes and then stop. I am feeling overwhelmed by a cellist and a violinist on my left. I go into the corridor; it is lunchtime. Rosie is in the corridor holding a lit piece of rolled-up paper. She…
Emanating
Dreaming I am queuing in a shop waiting to pay. The female shop assistant realises that a man is stealing wine; he is just around the corner of the shop and not visible from where I am standing. Another female shop assistant is standing near him and can see what he is doing. She tells…
Scotland
Dreaming Tom and I are in the car driving to Scotland. Suddenly it is dark, and we realise the rest of the way is down unlit country roads; we’ll be unable to see what direction to go, and even unable to see the road. I know the road we’re currently on and tell him to brake as we’re approaching a junction. The junction is unclear until we’re right there, and if he hadn’t stopped, we’d have been hit by cars coming the other way. I suggest…