Dream Last Night

Before I got up, I had a dream where I was near a construction site and I didn't notice there were nails sticking up, a group of them and I stepped on one and it went through my foot.

I held it (my foot, and looked and saw that the nail had gone in one side and pierced through the other side so put pressure in front of and in back of the hole) and the guys said they had never seen anyone so calm before, and I had kept someone behind me from also stepping on them when they didn't see. I pushed them back. I think it was my Dad but not sure.

Then, after I wrote this last post, I had a full on dream about Prince William and it was really a ridiculous one. I don't know that I should even write about it but it was only a dream so it doesn't matter I guess.

Harry was a part of it in the sense that in one scene, William was talking to someone and I saw these two toy size planes. One was red, yellow, and blue and it was Williams, and the other was camoflauge design and I said I didn't realize planes were so colorful these days. I picked up a couple of parts from a plane scene that I wanted to take with me, of construction or landing tower stuff. I don't know.

In this dream, things were over with my Ex. I think, however, William sort of reminded me of my ex in this dream--similiar personalities or something and manners. And for some reason, I was out in public with William and he wanted to meet me but a few people thought it was great and most gave me the idea it was just a one time or one last thing and then that would be over too, and not be serious. But it wasn't secret. I don't know what was going on with Kate, bc she wasn't in it.

I also don't know why it was about William again when, if I had an initial crush it was probably Harry. Why is Harry never in my dreams? But I don't think about either of them that way==it was just a dream.

So I was with William in a variety of settings and lots of people taking photos but no one was obnoxious about it. The reporters were actually really enthusiastic, while some of the others who were offering assistance or service or running a few things, some of them less than thrilled.

William didn't have a British accent and was talking about normal things. We were walking at one point, and then sitting. I was meeting different people and the ones who didn't like me were making little spanish comments. One of the women was older and white and she served us or was introduced and then said to me, "que sera, sera." I finally, after getting things like this a few times, approached her and said I was sorry if I'd done anything to offend her. She acted like she warmed and we hugged and then the minute I was leaving, she resumed her same scowl.

The idea was that I was tolerated because I was nothing more than a passing fling. Or they thought I would be. But why I was in public then, I don't know. One of the reporters took our photo and said it was going to be perfect for the something album and he'd send a copy to the Pope. He cracked up laughing and neither of us got it. I was too slow to get it and William was too sensitive to laugh at the crack and the reporter, who was Asian, apolized. Asian heritage but spoke English. Then he pointed up torwards some photos he took and we looked them over. Not only were there the new photos but some from my past and I wondered how someone had got ahold of them. It wasn't a big deal though.

At one point I was sitting and had one leg down and one bent back but not underneath my other leg, the other way. I was wearing black.

When we were sitting when the Asian reporter came over, William asked me what my fantasies were. (should I really be writing this?) I didn't say and he said he wanted to go someplace and do something about that, and I thought, yes, I think he just wants a fling and then he changed and said, "Or maybe we could just go for a drive" and suggested we could go on a road trip (or long drive). He seemed pretty happy in the dream. Just happy and natural.

I didn't really know why I was there for sure, in my dream, it was clear he was interested in some way but I didn't know what it was and just stayed in the moment and didn't try to think ahead. In the dream I didn't think it was very serious but then it looked like it was something he contemplated developing over more time.

I woke up. and thought about my dream of stepping on a nail and then this royal dream.

Oh, and yesterday I was in Kate's house I think. I stopped at a house on the way back from my visit and the guys asked me in and there was a big cake on the table. They said to have a piece and I read the label on the side "Royal Elegance Cake", and we were at the corner of Windsor. I said "Thank you but I'll just have water." I mumbled, "I can't get away from royal" and the guy said, "what?" and I said, "Oh nothing."

So I don't think it's all my fault. I think a few people put things in my path. It was the only house I stopped at and the first time I'd gone to say hello. One interesting thing is that I discovered where another rehab house is, or will know how to refer people if they need to find a place. It was a clean and sober house and I'd met this one guy before and went to see if he was there but I didn't know it was a communal house.