Dream People Faces
I do not usually write about dreams--people don't want to hear disjointed ramblings that mean nothing in the real world, but the other day something spectacular happened. I dreamt that I was surprised by a pair of fighting hispanic couples in my ziggurat-shaped duplex executive office penthouse suite.
No, I do not have said ziggurat suite. Obviously, I wish I did. What is amazing to me is that the hot-blooded latinos/as were detailed as if I met them on the street. But I never met them before in my life. How can I dream, vividly, of the noses, eyes, hairstyles of people I do not know in the day time? And they were not mysterious--just the opposite. And they were also not special or odd in any way.
The fact that I've been quite struck by this dream itself is important. If anything comes of it, I'll be sure to blog.