Back "Home" . . .

I dreamed I was in an outdoor area and a man who had black hair and a black mustache was crying and wailing "Romania" over and over again.  I deduced he must be homesick and I asked him why he didn't just go home and he told me he couldn't.  He'd been brought over here as a scientist and the people he was working for (the government I assume) wouldn't let  him leave.  So me and a friend (looked like my friend from the 'hood that I recently reconnected with) disguised the man and took $12,000 from our company (apparently we were co-workers).  We got tickets and flew the man to Bucharest.  While there I suggested I show my friend the country and advised her I wasn't leaving the country, I was staying in Romania.  At some point some young people came around and I recognized them as street thugs and knew they were trying to distract us so they could steal from us so I shut them out of the room.  The modest village we were in sported white buildings with red trim, though the colors were aged, and narrow stone streets as is prevalent in Romanian towns and villages.  The dream meandered meaningless for a few moments and I woke up.

A Nice Dream

I dreamed Robin McNamara sent invitations to just a few people on Facebook for a special evening, he was going to put on an informal concert at his place.  I showed up, had brought a little white dog with me, and I was the only one to show up.  While waiting in a living room a young woman with dark hair and flowered dress took a liking to me, she was cuddling on me while we sat on a beige colored couch.  There were several other people there, people who were friends of Robin's, and his wife was there.  Another dark haired woman sang a song sitting in a chair that matched the couch.  We went outside to get ready for Robin to sing, we were in an autumn, leaf covered yard with a lot of acreage.  Robin came out and welcomed me and talked to me a lot, loved my little dog.  At some point I got in a yellow sports car, like an MG or Astin Healey, one of those and went to a town shopping.  Then I came back to the acreage and Robin sang for me, then I woke.  Very nice dream :).

Nick Nolte

I dreamed for a LONG TIME about dating Nick Nolte.  We were actually quite in love and had sex over and over again.  At one point I heard on the news he had gotten arrested again and I called him and when he got out of jail he came to me.  It was kind of strange really.