Sunday, February 15, 2009
I had a beautiful dream this morning.
I went back to bed, I just couldn't not, so I just grabbed it, and amazingly Axel actually got up. I'd been intending to read a bit of Twenty's book I just got yesterday, but not even that could keep me awake. I got woken up by Olivia demanding cake, but when I saw it was only 10.55 I thought, fuck it, and went back to sleep again. And I'm so glad I did.
I had a vivid dream about mermaids, living in a house on a sort of atoll of rock and shell that rose out of the sea off the mainland. It was a bit like Mermaid This Life or something, I think they were business types in their day jobs, but at home time they slipped into the sea, and swam home with long sparkly mermaid tails, scales flashing in the sunlit water.
They had a lot of friends, including me, and a very social night life. There were various scenes of boats and swimming, and them keeping their secret, but I saw them, all betailed.
Right at the end of the dream, the sexy promiscuous merman, who looks a bit like Aidan Turner was sitting naked in my house (I wasn't really really me, if you know what I mean, I was some one's younger sister, maybe), which was on the beach, presumably he'd just swum there, and was basically waiting to sleep with the person he was sleeping with, who might have been my sister, but it's all a bit vague.
What is less vague is the fact that I started talking to him, watching the light glow goldenly on his body, and we gradually began to kiss, and in whistles he was talking to his merman mate Baz (I know a v attractive Baz),who was passing in the sea, about both of them sleeping with me next time. Raar, not one, but two mermen!
I awoke feeling all delighted. That's not meant to be a euphemism.
Though the whole erotic nature of the event is, in hindsight, spoiled by the fact that he had a teeny willy like a toddler's, and I was vaguely concerned about nappy rash :)
Marriage and motherhood tend to really intrude on the fun of erotic dreams, I find. Plenty of women have told me they can't seem to dream cheat, they always stop, and now it seems the only penis my subconscious is capable of caring for is a baby's. Meh!