Dream 74: Show reel
My friend KB wanted to show me what she was going to put on a show reel. I went to her house to watch a rehearsal. It was in a room that was a large vestibule between the other rooms. It had a raised area that was like a stage with a step up all around a kind of large loop shape. I remember thinking how ideal it was for putting on a performance, although there was very little space for a seating area. I wondered why the room was not used as a lounge area but then there was another room which was the lounge. So KB started preparing for her role. She was dressed as the character but looked very much like she does in real life only with darker hair.
She started to perform the part. It was going well but then on a screen to the side was a film version that she'd made. In the film she had blond hair which was shaved short in the middle from the forehead to part way back. Then the sides and back of the head were long thick locks pulled into a loose pony tail. She was heavily made up complete with false beauty spot and had long fancy painted nails. She was absolutely the part and relishing playing the character. I kept looking at the film and trying see if it was really KB. Even the shape of her face had changed, but then I'd catch expressions that were hers. It was very mesmerising and I was switching back and forth between her on stage rehearsing and the film and trying to workout how she could recreate the film in 'real life'.

Dream 73: Bits and Pieces.....
I know, I know it's been ages. The few loyal readers I had have probably abandoned me now... Been so busy and the few dreams I remember have been a real hotch potch. Here are a few samples....
I was a heroin addict in one dream but it was a very odd addiction because I didn't actually use any heroin but I behaved like one, or at least lived an on-the-edge kind of lifestyle with some other addicts.
I moved back with my first proper boyfriend CH. It was a nightmare. In fact I've had this dream on and off over the years, maybe every two or three years. Just when I think I'm happy with my partner/husband etc I meet up with C and we end up moving back. I feel so terrible in the dream, like my life has been crushed and there's a sense of foreboding and failure, but it also seems inevitable that I'll be stuck with him for the rest of my life. I was so relieved when I woke up and realised I was still with my beloved P!
I found some bones. They were human but were in odd shapes, squares and rectangles and so forth. The were intricately carved like fine ivory and were beautiful. When I came across them I thought, ah at last I've found my bones. I was going to examine them to find out what I was really like. I was quite pleased they looked so artistic.
I was lying in the street perpendicular to the pavement, my feet in the gutter my head into the road, my arms out at shoulder height in a cross shape. I was in a deep sleep, well more like a drunken stupor. I'd apparently been out the night before and then crashed straight back into the road and fallen into a dead sleep. When I woke I rose onto my feet with by body completely straight as if I was pulled up erect. It didn't take any effort at all and I was ready to go to work. The people around me had been tutting and commenting on my behaviour and were amazed when I got up and appeared to have no ill effects and in fact was more alert and ready than they were.
There were some more odd bits but I've lost them now. Will try to keep up a more regular input if you're interested.. or even if you're not!