Mizblog

I had two dreams last night.

The first involved me being at a Marine training facility on an island on the equator. They were filming a documentary on the effects of the rise of sea level caused by the melting of the polar ice caps, showing a powerful tidal surge into their facility. It was very dramatic.

The second dream was mainly at a house party. The dream had many sexual overtones but no actual sex. For example, there was a female movie star lying naked on a table, covered by a black gauze table cloth. We greeted each other by eye contact, since we’d ridden the same bus to get there. She had a film coming out that weekend and had been talking about it with people she knew on the bus. Apparently she lived in Redondo Beach but wouldn’t take the bus there for fear that stalkers would find out which house was hers.

In the corner of the main room was a group of Playboy models (sadly they were not naked) chatting like schoolgirls. It was an interesting party.

Sangeeta and I ended up crashing on one of the twin beds at the house after the party. Sarala (Sangeeta’s sister) also joined us in the bed. It was a small bed, so we were pretty tightly packed in. It was a Tim sandwich. We were all naked too, which made things both more exciting and more uncomfortable.

Then I woke up.