More dreams, half forgotten and not written down, carelessly thinking that they would linger in memory. Last night I watched a movie - Ironically entitled "Happiness". Perhaps you've seen it. Billed as a comedy that somehow is a little too dark and overpowering, it put me out of sorts.
SO 2 dreams, one - a simple recipe card with a table of italic paragraphs on it, perhaps 5 rows by 7 columns. I can't remember what it said.
And two: I am at a friends, sleeping over with a girlfriend in an attic, somewhere in the country, a farmhouse, old bed, exposed wood and beams. And I get out of bed to go outside, at the foot of it is a garden spider, large and bulbous, the kind that spin their webs in front of your porch light, it climbs up it's web and hides behind a support. The bed fills the attic, I have to squeeze past the spiders hiding place to go outside.
Something is happening, there is a party, it is dark, I run into another ex, it's her place, we arrange to meet, later on, groups of people over the hill in the field, still dark outside, something is going on. I shouldn't be meeting her, but I feel doomed. . .their is sex, but no passion, no eroticism, the details elude me, we are to meet again, dissatisfaction, in the attic my dream girlfriend is still sleeping, but there is something I'm not realizing, I don't know what it is, it's eluding me and both of them have disappeared. The spider is upstairs waiting and I must go back to sleep.
2 dreams, neither satisfactory.