Last night, I had weird dreams.
First a dream of ta-ching…where he stripped down and I made fun of him. Feeling little or no drive. Is this a sign of my repressed sexuality? It\’s not environmental but I am not free to express myself.
Then another dream of Perci who forever right now is in my mind—someone I chose not to associate with. Simply because I feel that he is too critical too demeaning that afterwards I always feel abused. And yet in my dream, somehow I had decided to hang out with him. Following him during his errands where he criticized, critqued everything that he encountered. At times, I would agree, almost hesistantly about his final thoughts about an object. At other times, I would disagree silently, knowing that I didn\’t want to argue.
\”What happened to you and Mia?\” I remember asking in my dream. And there was silence as he tried to change the subject.