Dream of:
12 May 2007 (2) "Bald Woman"I was in the backseat of a car in Portsmouth. Three men (including myself) were in the back and three women were in the front. I felt a little unsure of myself because we were all naked. The women and I (we were all probably in our late 20s) had gone to high school together.
In the course of our ride, I twisted around so I was somehow hanging out the front door of the front passenger side. Another car almost hit me. When I looked again at the women, they were all dressed, wearing heavy sweaters. I (still naked) now looked a bit idiotic. When the car came to a stop, I pulled on some pants and we all stepped out of the car. The women were getting ready to leave and they clearly indicated they didn't want to have anything to do with me. Apparently I had failed some kind of test with them.
Nevertheless, I started talking with the woman who had been driving. She was tall and slender and I recalled she had been one of the prettiest girls in high school. I noticed, however, that she now had no hair on her head. I didn't say anything about it, but I though she probably had some kind of cancer. Finally I asked her out. She paused and wanted to know when. I told her we that could go out whenever she wanted, but that I was only going to be here for a few days (I was apparently living in Columbus). She told me Columbus was too far away for me to travel. I told her it was only 200 miles. (Then I reflected I should change that to 100 miles). She seemed to appreciate that I would travel all the way from Columbus to see her and she finally said she would go out with me.
She stepped away from me and I reflected that I hadn't spoken her name the entire time I had been talking with her. I wasn't even sure what her name was, but I thought it might be "Kenny." I hollered out to her to write down her phone number for me, then I asked one of the other women to write the number for me. The other woman wrote the number on a piece of paper for me, but some water got on the paper. I gave the paper back to her and told her to again write the number and to also write the name of the woman (I didn't want to admit I didn't know her name).
I walked around to the side of a house to do something. When I came back, it appeared the other two fellows were thinking about asking out the other two women. So it looked as if everything was going to work out.
I noticed one of the fellows was wearing something which looked like an enamel pot on his head. I liked the looks of the pot. I asked him if he planned to stay around here. I thought we might all get together and get to know each other. I was definitely feeling better about the place, especially since I was contemplating going out with the woman. I hoped she and I would click.
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