So weird, I felt compelled to share it for some reason.
I live in NW Detroit. And in my dream, I had this African American roommate. I guess he was average looking. But in my dream, for some reason, I wondered if he was gay. So I gave him a passionate kiss on the mouth (in my dream).
He didn’t react too much one way or another. So I decided it was inconclusive. Then, strangely, I wondered if it was time to collect the rent (I own my own home, FWIW). And then I woke up, and realized it was only a dream.
I do own my own home, as I said. But I have never had a roommate. What on earth would even prompt such a weird dream?
As I said before, I do sometimes have very thought provoking dreams. As I said, one time I dreamt that they exhumed my maternal grandmother, and found that they could revive her. Now my grandma did die when I was barely 3. And it is compelling to think how I would come to know her as an adult.
But why a roommate? I have never even thought of such a thing, and probably still will never do it.
Do you know people who have roommates. You could be transferring the thought, maybe.
I, on occasion have real story like dreams that have nothing to do with what my real life is.
I love how the OP keeps adding “(in my dream)” to his way-too-gay-for-him narrative.
Me, too, Jimbo! So, in my dream there was this guy (who wasn’t there in real life, just in my dream), and he was biiiig and blaaaaack (in my dream), and sooooooo cute, because he did NOT exist, except in my dream, and I gave him a flirty little wink!
Oops, missed the edit window… I was going to make sure the OP knew I was just having fun, and that I’ve had some doozies of dreams.
I have a friend who always wants to dissect everyone’s dreams and look for Deep Meaningful Symbolism.
But the best explanation I’ve read was a noted Sleep & Memory Specialist who said “Sometimes the brain just tries out crazy stuff while we sleep.”
That sums it up pretty well, I think. In my case, the world-generator in my head doesn’t always shut down when I sleep, so I sometimes get dreams with crazy, elaborate settings and backstory. They’d drive your dream-analyzing friend nuts.
The best advice I ever got about interpreting dreams was to focus on the emotional tone. Were you feeling aroused? Responsible? Adventurous?
I’m not a big believer in the “dreams are just a bunch of random thoughts” theory because I’ve had recurring nightmares ; they continue, sometimes for months, until I figure out what my subconscious is trying to tell me. It’d be so much simpler if it would just send me a memo.
If dreams were truly random thoughts then some dreams–or at least some parts of dreams–would be completely incomprehensible. But that never happens. No matter how strange our dreams be, we always at least recognize the elements of which they are composed in some meaningful way.
