Dream Journal: Intriguing regrets?
Aug. 27th, 2008 11:17 amVivid dream last night with lots of current real-life details but no flavor of a “meaningful” or anxiety dream. A sense of mischief inspires me to note that the person described herein as “Ms X” is an actual person who, in fact, happens to be on my LJ friends list, although I have no particular reason to suspect that the opinions expressed by Ms X in my dream correspond to actual opinions held by that person.
The setting of the dream was this coming Saturday: I had spent the morning at the Slow Food Nation festival in SF and was about to head off to a party at some friends (both actual real-life events on my schedule). But for some reason, in between those events, I was talking to Ms X. Seemingly out of nowhere, Ms X noted that she was jealous of how much time I spend on my journal talking about Ms Y. I retorted that I was surprised she hadn’t mentioned how much time I spend talking about Ms Z, where there might be a better cause for jealousy (note that Ms Y and Ms Z are also actual people who happen to be on my LJ friends list) but that I was frankly rather surprised that jealousy came into the matter at all since Ms X had had ample opportunity to engage my affections (and, in fact, was aware that I was attracted to her) but instead seemed to delight in paying romantic attention to other people in my presence, which I had taken as a pretty explicit message of disinterest. There followed a somewhat detailed analysis of our history of interactions, but without any resolution regarding possible future involvement.
An odd dream, but in an odd way a rather pleasant dream despite the flavor of annoyed frustration I felt. (Look: if anyone out there actually does harbor a secret longing for my romantic interest, just say so. The statistical odds are too stacked against me for me to take game-playing at anything but face value.)
The setting of the dream was this coming Saturday: I had spent the morning at the Slow Food Nation festival in SF and was about to head off to a party at some friends (both actual real-life events on my schedule). But for some reason, in between those events, I was talking to Ms X. Seemingly out of nowhere, Ms X noted that she was jealous of how much time I spend on my journal talking about Ms Y. I retorted that I was surprised she hadn’t mentioned how much time I spend talking about Ms Z, where there might be a better cause for jealousy (note that Ms Y and Ms Z are also actual people who happen to be on my LJ friends list) but that I was frankly rather surprised that jealousy came into the matter at all since Ms X had had ample opportunity to engage my affections (and, in fact, was aware that I was attracted to her) but instead seemed to delight in paying romantic attention to other people in my presence, which I had taken as a pretty explicit message of disinterest. There followed a somewhat detailed analysis of our history of interactions, but without any resolution regarding possible future involvement.
An odd dream, but in an odd way a rather pleasant dream despite the flavor of annoyed frustration I felt. (Look: if anyone out there actually does harbor a secret longing for my romantic interest, just say so. The statistical odds are too stacked against me for me to take game-playing at anything but face value.)