Dream Interpretation
There's a group of about half a dozen of us and we're palm sized stuffed toys of various kinds riding in the back of a car, I never saw the driver but I assumed s/he was unaware of our presence. Next thing I know I'm unscrewing the inside door panelling so we can access the back of the car, once there a couple of us are using lengths of string to "water-ski" (flying in the wind) behind the car. Someone falls off but we have a toy helicopter and space shuttle with us and they fly off to retrieve the fallen, then there's some incomprehensible talk about quantum mechanics.
It turns out we're sick, in mortal danger even, due to some sort of quantum disease and we have to go to the quantum dimension (what?) to fix ourselves, luckily the car has arrived at the beach and we hop out, as humans now. It seems the quantum dimension is a bright yellow beach with pink/purple sea under a orange sky, the water is crystal clear, really inviting. As we walk down to the water one girl decides to ham it up and prompts us to say whatever final words we have for each other, to which I reply that doing so would put us at even greater risk, narrative theory and all that, she's clearly disappointed.
Now kneeling in waist deep psychedelic water I'm rearranging the contents of a really big lunchbox which is apparently symbolic of doing surgery on myself, the food looks delicious, but I can't figure out what the problem is, no matter how neat I make the contents I can still feel myself dying. Everyone else has fixed themselves and I 'm still struggling, desperate and confused, but just in the nick of time I discover a big black chisel tip marker at the very bottom, that shouldn't be there so I threw it away and immediately felt better.
We celebrate, some of us stay in the sea, I go with the others to a beach house, there we discuss an upcoming disco, I decline my invitation, saying that the last disco I went to was a horrible experience and I'd rather not put myself through that again. One girl with long jet black hair asks rhetorically if I'm interested in anyone and says that if I am the disco would be the perfect place to show it, so I say I'll think about it, halfheartedly.
Later that night another girl Asian this time (there were guys in our group, they didn't do or say much) comes on to me in a very aggressive way, she's short but very athletic, fantastic legs & ass, after about fifteen minutes of making out and feeling up that felt angry/aggressive (she was rough, distracted, as if more interested in doing what she was doing than enjoying it) we're disturbed and she disappears. The black haired girl confronts me as I'm standing there unabashed in my underwear, at first I wonder what the hell she's on about, then it clicks, I tell her I didn't know she was interested in me (apparently the Asian girl had a problem with that) and the Asian girl came onto me, I'm just a guy, in that situation how else would a guy act?
As I'm talking I'm casually putting some pants on, I also tell her that if she's still interested I'm interested too, I don't mean sex, psycho girl was enough for sex, but there's no hope of a relationship with her and that is something I would like to have, with (black haired girl) if possible. Just before I pull up my zipper she steps forward and hugs me, I can't reach my zipper, incredibly it seems she understands and has forgiven me, we look at each other for a moment, I lean forward to kiss her.
I kiss pillow, the dream is over, welcome back to reality
So tell me, what does it mean?
(you don't have to be serious)
And please share dreams of your own.