Monday, June 28, 2004

Desperately needing a psychologist/psychiatric to interpret a dream:
"Me, him, the other one. My family, my aunt and cousins. My uncle. Everybody is in our old home in Iran. The only one that sees the incongruence of this scenario is me and I am scared to death that something crazy will happen soon. Everybody is discussing a card game.
I need a gown and end up shopping with the sis. Only one black dress that could work. No dressing room but an angust bathroom.
We need to escape: something crazy is going on. We are now closed in this old stone building. We finally find a way out from a half-destroyed basement, but it is another dimension populated by huge weird green men. My dad decides that he is going out anyway. I end up at the top of a huge tower/chimney that is the only way to get back inside the building and go find help from the gown-shop!!!! The chimney is half a kilometer high and I have to crawl inside. The last look before getting in: the land of the green men is getting covered by tombs...and the green men are marching in platoons."

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