Dreaming
Tag: T-shirt
Self-Conscious
Dreaming I’m at home; Josh comes home feeling happy. Tom goes up to his bedroom; I can hear him shouting at Josh. I go to Josh, and Tom leaves; Josh is hurt and upset. I ask Josh what it was about; he said he was at Danny’s, needed a poo, chose the toilet that had no door and was open for all to see, and that a woman had come along and seen him. She had reported back to everyone else, and Josh thought it was funny. I’m at a hospital in the waiting room with Susie,…
Boiling
Dreaming I am in what looks like a school hall; it is a big room with windows all along one side and a brown-framed door on the right-hand side (of the windows). I am going to have my photograph taken. Linda is the photographer. It is daytime. Linda has gone to a wardrobe on the left, the brown wardrobe that I used to have in Devon Street, and is holding up a turquoise cardigan she says I should wear for one of the photographs. I…
Covered
Dreaming I am on Montague Lane with Izzy. I am pregnant. Izzy has a baby that is 18 weeks old; I am 18 weeks pregnant. Izzy’s baby was born three days before I conceived. I am wearing a skirt; suddenly it falls down. I have no knickers on, but I am wearing a white t-shirt that is just long enough to cover my bum if I hold it. I hold it down to cover myself up but then can’t be bothered anymore so I let go and take a chance. It remains down enough to cover me, although I…
Trick
Dreaming
Intervention
Dreaming I am in my living room sitting on the sofa in the far corner. Tom is sitting on the floor directly opposite me. Andy is sitting diagonally to me, and Mum and Dad are on the sofas too. Abi comes into the room, crawls across the floor, sprawls out provocatively and flirts madly with…