Two!

I noticed a little over a week ago that I rarely dream about being behind the wheel. Usually I'm in a car with other people. I think Adena might have something to say about how this reflects my personality. I remember Beau was sitting on a bench outside of a savon. He was really cold, but he wouldn't leave the bench until he got money from the stocks he was trading. I gave him a sweater and some sweatpants to keep him warm. Other people wanted to drink more. I wanted to go get ice cream, or something from the frozen foods isle. Brian was too drunk to drive but they all wanted some one to drive and pick up more alcohol. I must have offered to do it although I was pretty drunk too. I was driving very carefully. Suddenly the two people who worked at Zee Zee copy sped off of an onramp and ran a red light. I think I had been stopped at the green light because I was really nervous so I was being overly cautious. Somehow I knew they were so reckless because they were in love. In the dream I recognized my driving style was a metaphor for my self awareness. Its funny that I start to interpret my dreams before I even wake up.

For the last week I've been waking up every morning in state of absolute bliss. Its all my head though. Literally. Like I've had dreams in which I experience bliss in other parts of my body and its not like that. I've only ever become aware of the source of my happiness right after the dream image disappears. This morning was the first time I woke up still sort of in the dream. It was nice. Its actually possible that this was the only time there was a dream image to wake up in. I could have just had empty feeling before. I used this image as somewhere to work back from and put together the rest of dream. It wasn't that big of a deal, just me imagining everything that could go wrong today. Getting fined for workshift, getting locked out of kroeber. Maybe there was other stuff.