Dreaming
I had this dream the other night. It was the most bizarre and stressful thing that I think I have ever dreamed about. Which is really weird because the dream was about paint. Not just any paint but gray paint. The most bland paint in the world and I had a dream about it.
In this dream I am in my best friends kitchen with a woman that I don't know and can not recognize in any part of my life. She had brunette hair that went to her shoulders and was thin and taller than me. My entire dream was in gray like the old classic television. One that you may know commonly is I love Lucy. All gray. I'm not sure how I knew she had brown hair now that I think about it.
We were sitting there and she was just screaming at me and I was in a panic. She kept screaming over and over 'Pick the f**king color. Pick the color now!' and this was making me stress because they were all the same color gray to me. There was probably about 50 swatches in front of me but every single one did not vary in any degree. They were just all gray.
When I would point at one and say I pick the gray one she would scream louder that it wasn't gray and to actually pick one.
There was nothing else going on in this dream. It was just us two sitting in my best friends kitchen with color swatches in front of us. Stress and screaming.
I can't tell you what this means or really much anything else about it but it has been stuck in my mind since I had it. I had it about two weeks ago actually. I woke up from it and was still extremely nervous that I picked the wrong one. No, I am not painting either. It was just a weird dream about paint.
In this dream I am in my best friends kitchen with a woman that I don't know and can not recognize in any part of my life. She had brunette hair that went to her shoulders and was thin and taller than me. My entire dream was in gray like the old classic television. One that you may know commonly is I love Lucy. All gray. I'm not sure how I knew she had brown hair now that I think about it.
We were sitting there and she was just screaming at me and I was in a panic. She kept screaming over and over 'Pick the f**king color. Pick the color now!' and this was making me stress because they were all the same color gray to me. There was probably about 50 swatches in front of me but every single one did not vary in any degree. They were just all gray.
When I would point at one and say I pick the gray one she would scream louder that it wasn't gray and to actually pick one.
There was nothing else going on in this dream. It was just us two sitting in my best friends kitchen with color swatches in front of us. Stress and screaming.
I can't tell you what this means or really much anything else about it but it has been stuck in my mind since I had it. I had it about two weeks ago actually. I woke up from it and was still extremely nervous that I picked the wrong one. No, I am not painting either. It was just a weird dream about paint.
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