What I want to do at this place

I had this dream last night—note this is a DREAM, not reality. That this was sometime in the future. Not sure where my husband and kids were. I looked like I was already at my goal bodyfat because I looked pretty hot. It looked like me but a slender, curvateous, athletic knockout.

Anyway, I was needing to do some business with Jerry, one of my best friends. We have this thing between us that is a bit friendlier than normal, but that’s okay.

He introduces me to his staff, which I already knew from pictures and him talking to me about them over the years. I’m in his building with him as we tour the facilities. Then, we were in this room together. He forgot to totally close the door.

He pulled me close to him and gave me this super passionate kiss. I didn’t resist and we were all over each other. His partner (the female one) saw us and said nothing. We didn’t notice that she had seen us because we were too involved with each other. Jerry’s a doctor and his partners are also doctors and they share a practice together.

I don’t remember much else about the dream.


Comments:

ToddieM
Diamond Bar

I mean, it would have to be a dream of this passion level to get ANYONE to want to go to Scottsboro!

Dreams

I’ve been having a lot of erotic dreams about Jerry. Probably because I miss him so much that’s it’s very painful to not have him in my life as I’d like and my nil level of intimacy with my own husband, knowing he is giving it all to another woman.

There must be some psychological stuff going on here with me big time. To give up the man I love and accept whom also reciprocates it (because it’s just wrong because we don’t belong to each other) to choose a man whom I committed my life to whom does not love or even like me.

ToddieM
Diamond Bar

Dreams are a very intriguing area. Many, many theorems have been set forth as to what’s really going on with them.
In your case, it probably just represents a scream for intimacy. Nothing more, nothing less.
Some times those Internet/phone relationships can seem so much more alive and passionate than real life; 24/7 dealies.
I still remember a gal via the name of Trina that I had a thing for back in the mid 90’s. I met her in the infancy of the Internet, when IM’s were just becoming the rage.

Online

I agree to an extent. It really depends on the people though. I’m pretty much the same in person as online.

As with quite a few people I’ve met in person. When I meet them, it’s like I’ve always known them just like online. Weird.

For many of my in person friends (i.e., college/high school/past work), there is a lot of interaction online, so it seems almost interchangeable.

Probably the dreams about Jerry are related to the lack of intimacy in my life and missing the close connection he and I shared all this time. Probably 2 entities of myself warring with each other, duking it out in my subconscious. Dunno. Never took a psych class.


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