Shoots, I can't believe you found that sucker. ^_^
Okay, if you don't mind. The weird thing is that your name was the same Hawaiian name it was in that first dream. We were at a hotel somewhere in the midwest, and you had cut your hair. There were other people in the hotel room but I don't know who they were. You and I were on a bed with scratchy sheets, and the TV was on; it was some sports game. I wanted to change the channel and I reached for the TV (it was old fashioned, remember we used to have to actually turn a knob on the TV?!) but I couldn't reach it because the bed we were on was like ten feet high. There were lots of matresses piled up, almost to the ceiling, and that's what we were on. I could look down and see all the other people on much lower beds.
I went back to lying on the bed and I turned to say something to you and you shoved your hand under my back. I thought, "Oh! Well ... okay then..." And then you pulled this rubber ball out from under me and said, "Wasn't that making you uncomfortable?" (I swear, I must have had a lump in my pillow or something.) I said that it had been, now that you mentioned it. Then you said that it was one of those de-stressing balls that you scrunch in your hand. You said you needed one to take out your frustration, because work was driving you crazy.
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Okay, if you don't mind. The weird thing is that your name was the same Hawaiian name it was in that first dream. We were at a hotel somewhere in the midwest, and you had cut your hair. There were other people in the hotel room but I don't know who they were. You and I were on a bed with scratchy sheets, and the TV was on; it was some sports game. I wanted to change the channel and I reached for the TV (it was old fashioned, remember we used to have to actually turn a knob on the TV?!) but I couldn't reach it because the bed we were on was like ten feet high. There were lots of matresses piled up, almost to the ceiling, and that's what we were on. I could look down and see all the other people on much lower beds.
I went back to lying on the bed and I turned to say something to you and you shoved your hand under my back. I thought, "Oh! Well ... okay then..." And then you pulled this rubber ball out from under me and said, "Wasn't that making you uncomfortable?" (I swear, I must have had a lump in my pillow or something.) I said that it had been, now that you mentioned it. Then you said that it was one of those de-stressing balls that you scrunch in your hand. You said you needed one to take out your frustration, because work was driving you crazy.
And then I woke up and said, "WTF was that?!"
Weird, huh?