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Sunday, March 23, 2003 I never remember my dreams. I never care about what I dream. It seems sleep for me is being deeply knocked out for a certain amount of hours. Well, today was an exception. I woke up a few minutes ago after experience a "classic": my teeth were falling off. First one of my fronth tooth felt wobbly. I touched it, it came out. And then every single one of them (no, not all of them, for some reason only the upper teeth and no molars). Being who I am I immediately turned the computer on to check the meaning of the dream on the internet. According to the first hit I got it's all about somebody close dying. Again, being who I am, I immediately looked at the next hit. I have now read about a dozen different dream interpretation pages and one thing is clear: it is not a science. So my falling teeth could also mean that I am worried about my appearance, that I am worried about getting old, that I fear public embarrasment, that I gossip too much, that I need dental work, that I am losing control over my life, that I am grinding my teeth, that I have feelings of anger and about a hundred other things. Go figure. It's almost noon here in Buenos Aires. JP is still sleeping but we will be up in a while for our brunch at the Alvear Palace Hotel . He went to a wedding in La Plata yesterday but did not get home too late. And now, for a little controversy, here's an article from The Telegraph. 10:14 AM
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