Dreams, drawing, gherkins

Mossy pole As I planned, and announced in a strange place (Ravelry), I’m writing a post this weekend. It’s going to be about two of my dreams, and a little about my real life too. The last post was also about dreams, but the dreams discussed in this post are of an entirely different kind, much less dreamy and much more nightmare-y. Though not to worry: they’re not really very scary. The first one (I can’t remember if I dreamt this one first or the other one… anyway) was about writing. Apparently I had written a story or a novel, because in this dream I received a letter from a publisher about the manuscript a had sent them. I can remember the letter quite well, which is strange because I normally have the hardest time just remembering the plot of my dreams, let alone actual words in letters. But the letter was as follows:

Dear miss Bloemenjansje,

We have read your story and in it we have found no reason at all to believe that you can actually write or that you are a good writer. Halfway through the story a sparrow is magnificently introduced. Magnificent!

I can remember that in my dream too, the letter seemed strange. First they write that in no way can I write and next the way I introduced the sparrow is magnificent. Even for dreams this opposition was far from logical. The way I made it make sense in my dream was like this: even though they were appalled by my writing, they didn’t want to completely burn me down so that I might attempt suicide or something. And so they tried to add a compliment to give some kind of positive signal aside from the harsh critique. I woke up confused.

In the second dream I had a conversation over the phone with a friend, who is my boyfriend’s sister. We were friends before he became my boyfriend, just so you know. I have no idea what we talked about, but the next day I found out that she had taped the conversation and had let my boyfriend listen to it. Apparently we talked about very private stuff, not meant to be heard by the boyfriend, because I was shocked that he had listened to the whole thing. I was very scared that he would be angry with me for the things that I had said. I still have no idea what it was that he shouldn’t have heard and I can’t think of anything I wouldn’t want him to hear too, he even reads my diary these days. But I felt very guilty and especially very angry with my friend for taping it and giving it to my boyfriend. And then you wake up, and realize that you’re angry with someone in a dream, not even a real person, but you’re still angry.

ADHD/MDMALast weekend I was in Zeeland with my fellow Russian-learners and others who do other Eastern European languages. The weekend was called a ‘back to the USSR-weekend’ and that’s why we drank wodka and ate lots of gherkins. We wouldn’t have done that on any other weekend, of course. We also played football (which is playing a ball with your feet and kicking it into a goal, not that stuff they call football in the usa), toured through Middelburg, some of us on a 6 person skelter, and played lots of games where you have to sit or stand in a circle. At night we danced and the boys wore dresses and make-up. I loved it from beginning to end and I love my classmates even more now! I took lots of pictures.

I hear gothic is so over...

I did a tiny wee bit of knitting in Zeeland, and an even tinier bit since I got back because I had to catch up on some work and unfortunately there were lots of parties. Life can be hard sometimes. If it weren’t for the rain I wouldn’t even have written this because I would have been playing football again. But I guess a rainy day behind your laptop has a special charm to it. For instance: I found out today that Danny Gregory, a guy who likes to draw and does it in a way that inspires other people to do it too, has a Flickr Group, in which you can post your own Everyday Matters (being drawings of ordinary stuff). The pictures in the group are very pretty and most of all inspiring. If you like drawing but you think you can’t draw, read what Danny Gregory says about that misconception, because that’s all that it is. I should draw more too.

My coffee bar

One Response to “Dreams, drawing, gherkins”

  1. nel says:

    Eindelijk weer een nieuwe!
    Veel dank voor de tips over Danny Gregory. Leuke sites, mooie plaatjes, goeie tips van hem.
    Ik zou ook meer moeten/ nee: w├Čllen tekenen, eigenlijk: iedere dag 10 minuten, iets.