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[scottobear]

I didn't remember much of my dreams from last night... but I do remember that the dreams were bad. I was restless, had trouble finding the comfortable position for sleep. A recent dream had me in a long room, working an assembly line of roses... one person planing a wooden block, drawing ribbons of tree-stuff into circles on a dowel, forming a rosebud. Dip them into a fragrant oil, and light them on fire... they would then bloom into deep flame-colored roses. Dark Reds, Oranges and whites... I don't remember Blue one, but they all were the color of fire. many friends were there, from the present and the past. My love was by my side, I remember that, quite vividly. On reflection, I wonder if it took place in the same house we were searching/decorating/moving into... the room was some sort of dining area with deep, rich wood, overstuffed chairs, and thick, strong burgundies, reds, and forest greens. I think the dining table was perhaps able to seat 13 or more to a side... dream lengths and widths, depth perceptions rarely are static for me.

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attack of the sandmen

[drownedinink.livejournal.com]

Sounds interesting. You should hunt down a dream interpretation guide.

Re: attack of the sandmen

[scottobear.livejournal.com]

Thanks... I should just ask gael! :) She's the dream-pro around here...

[i.livejournal.com]

that didn't sound like a bad one at all, unless there was a feeling that went with it.

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[scottobear.livejournal.com]

oh, I misstated... the dream there was one I had recently.. I really can't remember the one I had last night. I got a sense of industriousness and general good from the wooden roses one.