Erika Sanely (erika_sanely) wrote,
Erika Sanely

I had a dream

last night/early this morning that I can't get rid of.

I was in Paris, where there was a paddle-steamer (like the ones you read about going down the Mississippi in Mark Twain novels). At one stage I was on it, but then I was at a drive-in movie.

That part of the dream is very vague. The bit of the dream that wasn't was the part where there was this very handsome man who almost looked like a guy I know (it wasn't him though). He feed me port-flavoured beer - which? in the dream didn't taste as bad as it sounded - and herbal ecstasy tablets.

And yes; he was trying to get me drunk.Though to give him his dues, he did tell me the small green gritty tablets were ecstasy. I woke up at the stage where I had my fingers around his belt, and he was playing with the bottom of my shirt.

It was a very nice dream, and just thinking about it (him) makes me feel sorta slow like a really hot summer day. I hope I have the dream again.

Although, I just had a gander at an online dream definition website, and to dream of ecstasy means a couple of things:
* To dream of feeling ecstasy, signifies happiness and much joy with friends and family. To dream of feeling ecstasy in the wake a disturbing dream, signifies much sorrow and disappointments. You may be on the mend from a broken heart.
* A sort of dream of contrary; the meaning is the opposite of what you might think, since to dream of ecstasy indicates boredom with the present state of your sex life. A hiatus and/or a change would be advisable.

Either one of these fits.

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