The next decade....what's in store?

What do these dreams mean?

Well, ask me not what I have been eating, or how late I have been eating, but I dreamt something really strange last night....

I was having a conversation with Something-or-the-other Fulton. I can't remember the first name. His sister's name is Frances. While talking to him, it dawned on me just who he was....A dead person! In about 1985 or so, he was a teenager and he was in the theatre group I was in. Tragically, he hung himself and we were all quite shaken up because we were around him several hours for the week during rehearsal and didn't know anything was wrong.

So in the dream, I am talking to him, he was looking older, like an adult now. When it dawned on me that it was him I was speaking to, I said to myself "hold on a minute here, if I'm talking to you, that means.....I....must....be.....dead!" I think I said it out loud to him, and he confirmed that was indeed the case. But it wasn't sombre or anything. We were there chatting about something going on in society today. Then, very strangely, he told me that I could go back to life if I wanted. I said I would hang around a little and see how it was. So that's one dream.

Then there are the recurring dreams....

....about ducks attacking my ankles. The first duck dream was that I was living in Grenada and came home late one night. Now to get to the front door of our house (parents were living in Grenada and of course, me not having a home of my own, was living with them) I had to walk inside somebody else's house to get to the back yard, where the entrance to our little house was.

I reach close to the front door, and like what happens sometimes, Pops came to the door to open for me. Note - this is Grenada, so no grill, just a front door. I am walking towards the door, when suddenly from off the little hill behind our house comes a duck scampering towards me. He/It/She uses the beak to grab at my ankles and I have to run like dickance to the front door.

The next duck dream was that I was standing waiting to cross a road, when out of nowhere came a duck and attacked my ankles AGAIN! No kidding.

OK. The other dreams I can't mention in public.

So you dream translators, what do these dreams mean? Why did I dream I was dead? One person told me I am going to live long, the other says it means I am going to get married....eeegad! Why are ducks attacking my ankles?

Posted by yamfoot at September 30, 2003 12:14 AM