Another odd dream… it started out where I was in some sort of story where there was a bad guy and he was shedding his skin somehow. There was a small room, a small area and he had a shell like all over him, and it was cracking off in big chunks.

Then I went to some sort of area where there were a number of women and we were all getting our clothes and makeup fixed up. Which was weird because I don’t usually fix up either my clothes or my makeup, though sometimes I do want to learn how. And I was one of only three white women there, the rest were black, which I didn’t notice right away because it didn’t really occur to me until later.

Maybe I need some memory cards inserted in my brain to help me remember better… dreams sure are interesting!

On this day..

• Lack of Sleep - 2008
• Short Dreams - 2007