The following is an actual dream included in my dream journal, and does not describe actual facts

I was memorizing some Shakespeare. I suddenly realized I had a play on the day after tomorrow which I was supposed to be in. I was the main character in the play. I wasn't even sure which play it was, but it somewhat reminded me of Don Quixote. The thing about it was ... it was also written in Italian. I didn't even speak Italian. Nevertheless, I could still memorize it. So I was reading it. I was almost ready to get up. I said, "Oh well." I thought I would just fake it. People probably wouldn't understand it anyway. So I was desperately memorizing it.

I was also thinking about calling up Weinstein and talking to him. I was going to tell him, also, that I had realized something from ... I had written a lot of dreams about him. And I'd realized he was kind of like my "alter ego". Kind of like another side of me. This had come through in the dreams and I wanted to tell him about that. To see what he thought about that. I hoped I would be able to develop this feeling of his being my alter ego in the dreams. I figured by the time I was 70 I would have enough dreams to write a complete book of dreams with him in them. But it was going to take quite a few more years to develop this theme.

As I was memorizing this, I was on a bus. Some other people were with me.

Dream Journal Home Page

Copyright 2009 by luciddreamer2k@gmail.com