Sweet Dreams Are Made Of This... POSTSCRIPT...

Been dreaming a lot of very vivid dreams lately (or rather, remembering the dreams)...

Gross Out Alert... 

 

                     

Kinda creepy/worrying when the latter part of your night is spent dreaming about poo...

Your own and other peoples'... measuring it, examining it, comparing it with old, dried up, dessicated poo left by someone else...

In huge, vaulty spaces that feel holiday-ish (or Harry Potter bathroomish...

With an unnamed sexy male character wandering around in the background of the story, who may/may not be a potential romantic partner...

Maybe it's because this is how I ended the day:

"feeling pissy... too long with not enough sleep; wanting/wishing/intending the revolution to go forward; looking for somewhere else to live (temp/perm, either here or in Australia!?!?); needing to put more time and energy/focus into new short-term, part-time job and to give lots more attention to son!"

Freud, Jung - what say you???!

POSTSCRIPT (Wednesday 28 September 2011):

Came across these two photos on Facebook today... as if the universe was joining in the conversation!

And had intended originally to insert this video clip (one of my favourite songs):

LYRICS:

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

I wanna use you and abuse you
I wanna know what's inside you
(Whispering) Hold your head up, movin' on
Keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on
Keep your head up, movin' on
Hold your head up, movin' on
Keep your head up, movin' on
Movin' on!

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree?
Travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something
Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

I'm gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside
Gonna use you and abuse you
I'm gonna know what's inside you