Dream Diary 101713: Light Grey Rectangle

I am amongst a group of young potheads.  I play wrestle with their "leader".  He has a girlfriend, but the energy between the two of us is very sexual.  One of the others motion him away and they step away from me to talk amongst themselves.

They confront me.  The people? everyone? the group?  think I am trying to trap them? trick them? as in turn them into the police.  I feel a strong concern for the safety of their leader.  I tell them I am not there for anything like that.  I am lonely?  just want to be friends?  I am sincere.  They relent and welcome me.

There is a younger male member of the group who lays his head in my lap and looks up at me.  We are talking as we relax and our faces get closer together.  Our kiss is as much a kiss as it is a shotgun.  I breathe in the smoke from him.  In my visual frame, the smoke is a long skinny light grey rectangle.

I wake.

Dream Diary 101413: Are We Fighting or are We Dancing?

Marriage.  A voice says that now we must choose:  Are we fighting or are we dancing?  An old friend is present and wearing a "Cat in the Hat" hat.  It suits her personality.  She is the reverend for the ceremony?

An old friend's mother has made a power point resume portfolio for me and made an appointment for me with some company that I do not know.  We are in a darkened house.  There are two empty recliners.  There is something in the trashcan.  I had missed the appointment and there is a young girl who is angry with me about it.  She presents me with pages of documentation where I had been spied on with out my knowledge.  According to some unknown authority, I had not been doing what I was "supposed" to be doing.

I wake.

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