31 Oct 2010 Cross-Dressing

[Update: Last night after each dream, I tried to reenter the dream to duplicate the vivid imagery of the previous night. But I couldn’t do it. I just couldn’t get back into the dream nor could I see any more images. Seeing vivid images is such a haphazard process that I don’t know if I’ll ever be able to control it, make it happen and stay with it for an extended period of time. If I could, now that would be amazing. But I’ve been at this only a short period of time. Who knows where I’ll be several years from now.]

I know what you’re thinking, and it’s just not true. I am not an Eddie Izzard wantabe.

I had another strange dream last night, or actually early this morning. I was at an open mall, perhaps the Pearl Street Mall in Boulder, Colorado where I lived for fifteen years, and I was shopping. I bought three dresses, and yes, I bought them for myself. I remember buying one of them, a dark, long red dress with thick material that I liked very much. It was more like a robe, actually, very formal. One of the other two dress was more traditional. It was dark blue with a bodice and was also long. Would have covered my shoes. Men kept coming by and wanting to see them. They were oohing and aahing, as if they wanted one for themselves. I was a little embarrassed about the whole thing, but still proud of my dresses, particularly that red one. Cross-dressing is not my thing in the real world.

Earlier in the night, I’d had another dream. I was with a friend of mine, a man I’d known a long time. Could have been any one of several real-world friends. He’d done something and I was really mad at him. I believe he’d broken the law somehow. I told him to get the hell away from me. I said that if he did it again there’d be trouble between us. As he walked away, I said that there was already trouble between us. He didn’t say anything. We were in a crowd of people, and I was shouting. I didn’t care who heard me. Later on, I saw him again. He smiled but I ignored him. I was mad as hell. Have no idea what he’d done.

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