March 18, 2012

  • Intimacy Issues Explored

    St. Patties day... wonder why I dreamt of a viking giant. 

    I was standing in line to order food.  A man behind me proceeds to approach me and I think to myself, what the hell, why not.  The thing is he had to be 7, 8 or who knows 10 feet tall.  I climbed up on his shoulders while we waited for our turn in the line.  He orders a sandwich and pizza I say make that two sandwiches.  The next thing I know is we are heading to his house.  I can see my car in the distance off to the right and think to myself alright should I need to get out of here I'll head straight for it.  As we approach his place it is actually a boat.  

    We are aboard the boat and he makes a sexual innuendo and I feel a moment of panic when I feel resistance because I am still hung up on a certain Texan.  I start pacing and walk to the edge of the boat and think to myself, well if you wanted to actually get off the boat how will you as we are on land and being it's a giants boat that is an awfully long jump. 

    I think to myself well I'll just tell him what I am going through.  I am fearful as being a giant he was perfectly capable of hurting Kevin should he be offended by his behavior.  I look at the viking and say.  I'm having a hard time because of how I feel about this guy.... blah blah blah... I wake up.