Last night I had a dream.
It was yet again a slightly weird dream though perhaps not as weird as the one where I had the backside of a yeti or the one where I had, cough, relations with one of the three tenors, but a strange dream nevertheless. There is one part especially that stayed with me, in fact it made me laugh out loud.
I have a house full of guests, but for some reason that hasn’t stopped me from yelling at my next door neighbour’s kid like a banshee. Seriously, I would never yell at anyone the way I yelled at that poor kid. The neighbour was actually one of my friends, in fact, Miss E is going home with her daughter for tea tonight. The neighbour’s house was attached to mine by way of a wood and glass door off the dining room, and we were all having lunch. The door was open between the two ‘homes’ and I went to push it closed.
The funny thing is, as I remembered this, I also remembered a small spear of broccoli squished into the back of the door like a tiny wreath against the dark wood.
I mean, what’s all that about?
Something in my sleep addled brain decided to place on the wooden frame a tiny green floret of overcooked vegetable, and then made sure I saw it and remembered it.
WHY??
Come on, what do you think? What was the import of the broccoli?
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June 24th, 2008 at 9:14 am
Don’t worry Jo. I know the answer. Kimberly, the interpreter of dreams here.
It’s a positive reflection of your striving to be more eco-friendly. You are more green, therefore, you will likely see more green representations in the dreamworld as you greenify your real life.
Simple, really. Surprised you didn’t think of it. =P
June 24th, 2008 at 9:15 am
Clearly, the dark recesses of your mind are calling to you, making sure you don’t miss an important detail.
As for the important detail – well, you’re on your own!
Aren’t I helpful?!
June 24th, 2008 at 10:56 am
Are you getting your five a day?
June 24th, 2008 at 11:16 am
I don’t know…I think you have me beat in the “weird dream” department…but freudian slip…his mother ‘WAS’ one of your friends? Is she no longer? Brocoli? Hmmm…
Sandi
June 24th, 2008 at 11:32 am
Maybe your body is in need of calcium and it wants you to become an ova-lacto vegetarian so you have to get calcium via leafy, dark greens. I hear kale is especially good for that.
June 24th, 2008 at 4:12 pm
okay. here’s the thing.
the broccoli? it is your hopes and dreams. they are trying to poke through your wooden wall defences, symbolized by the wooden door. because your neighbour has them and is trying to give them to you.
the people in your house? those are your individual personalities. one of them has had children and you are shouting at it because you want it to start paying rent.
it’s really simple if you think about it. i’m sure you would have come to this conclusion.
that will be £2.50.
June 24th, 2008 at 6:06 pm
Um. You’re weird. That is all. :p
June 25th, 2008 at 7:35 am
I think you need to eat more vegetables. They’re stalking you in your dreams. (Get it? Stalking? Oh, I’m too much!)
June 25th, 2008 at 8:02 am
I’m not one who remembers my dreams so I’m always fascinated with the dreams of others. All that comes to mind at the moment regarding broccoli is the children’s book, HOW TO BE A PERFECT PERSON IN JUST THREE DAYS! It’s a great ‘read’ for children of all ages ;–)
Hugs and blessings,
June 25th, 2008 at 9:31 am
You obviously see a need for fresh veggies at the Mormon compound. It’s an act of love to counter the “village” kids you’re yelling at!!
June 25th, 2008 at 1:44 pm
Kim, now that is good.
Sybil, hmmm, now I have to think about the important detail…
Akeal, veg yesm fruit, not so good, but surely it would have been a strawberry if that was it??
Sandi, nope, Freud didn’t slip, she’s still a friend I promise.
I bet Freud did slip occasionally though, like if someone spilt something or if he left his laces undone. Hee hee.
Ohhh lovely Lilacspecs, maybe. I’m already veggie, maybe I need to take it further??
Holl, that was worth at least £3.25, tee hee.
Maria, that could be it. ;D
Momo, you crack me up, hee hee. (Not like an egg though, that would hurt.)
Storyteller, I have to read that now. Fabulous, my kids love books.
Meg that’s it, I’m supplying food. Perfect.