Spiders with Ponytails

I had a dream last night and I’m sure there’s meaning in it somewhere. I was on a date with a cute brunette in a ponytail (my favorite kind of girl) and when a hairy spider (my worst fear) escapes from its aquairium we spent the whole date chasing after it with mallets and whacking the spider apart piece by piece. Any thoughts?

The brunette with the ponytail appeared in several little dreams of the course of my sleep last night and when I woke this morning, I was sad because I missed her. Have you ever had dreams so vivid that you actual miss them when they end the next day?

Today I’m in a wedding. A long, boring, protestant wedding. It’s always nice though to be the old single guy while I see all of my younger friends marry off.

6 thoughts on “Spiders with Ponytails

  1. Hmm. So this dream couldn’t possibly have had a thing to do with fear of/desire for a lasting, committed relationship, huh? Bestest kind of girl helps you kill your very worst fear? – paging Dr. Freud, emergency!Seriously, it sometimes helps to look back and see what happened or what was on your mind the day before you had a vivid dream. If you had variations of the same dream several times during the night, then it sounds like you were working overtime to either puzzle through a problem or get a message through to yourself. As with any dream, you’re the only one who knows what it’s about – nobody will have the same associations with the symbols or actions that you do. Ahem. The doctor is now out of the office.

  2. There is a school of dream psychologists that view dreams as mostly a metaphor for your own psyche — and not indicative of literal external meanings.In other words, the brunette would represent an aspect of your own psyche — perhaps the warmer, sensitive side of your personality.In the dream, you and “the girl” worked together to kill the embodiment of your worst fears — a spider.What your subconscious is telling you is that you need to trust both sides of your personality, let them work together to conquer your fears, which are really nothing that great (i.e., at least it was a spider and not like a total global plague or something!)Stacey

  3. Today I’m in a wedding. A long, boring, protestant wedding. It’s always nice though to be the old single guy while I see all of my younger friends marry off.One word, dude. Bridesmaids. By the end of the reception, the unattached ones are as randy as minks.

  4. Bridesmaids, indeed.The reason? They can’t wait to get out of those ugly dresses.The second best place? Funerals. Yes, it is our shameful little secret. Call it the life force asserting itself. I don’t know why, but it’s true.

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