Endorphinium (1430) 2006-07-02 ( Enter your search terms Submit search form Web murk.diaryland.com

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I've been exercising before bed--if I'm going to spend so much time in my room, it may as well be useful.

I seem to be remembering my dreams more clearly and fully now, possibly because of my activites.

I dreamt of the wedding of a Chinese Emperor: the first-born son did not want to have anything to do with politics and had left the country, leaving the younger son to be the next Emperor. This did not sit well with many feuding warlords and the kingdom threatened to come apart. The wedding was strange, ritualistic, and very surreal.

We went from place to place, avoiding cunning enemies, escaping at the last moment. I had my symbolic sledgehammer with me, though it broke at the end of our adventure. We battled calustrophobia as we escaped through dusty air-ducts and heart-stopping vertigo as we crept along precipices.

One dream reminded me how much I love and miss Kathryn. In a lot of ways, I wish I had been there for her when she needed it.

As an aside, I can only recall ever actually having sex with someone in a dream once. Every other time, my dream self has found a reason not to. No condom, one of us in a relationship, it would screw up our friendship.... I am amused that my different personalities have complete domain in my dreams.

Another girl invited me to spend some time alone with her, but her boyfriend was not too keen on that and said he preferred I kept my distance. I called Em's house, but she, of course, is still in New York.

I wonder, sometimes, if our dreams shape us as much as our conscious actions.

My brother just came home with his girlfriend, so I had better get dressed and presentable.