If I was a boy... I wouldn't do the willy windmill, I'd just go looking for a bite to eat.

Date: 5/7/2017

By amandalyle

I wasn't myself in this first part of my dream. I was a male character. Gay and with a hint of arrogance. I was with this other guy, who was really good looking and, although I teased him for being a virgin, I felt a gut punch when he turned around and said, "I'm holding out for .... " I didn't catch her name, but I was disappointed that he wasn't interested in me. (Well, my 'male' self) We were on a train journey across the desert. It felt like we were in some kind of Wild West movie together. "We need to eat!" I told him. (So much for utilising my new penis!) And then he pushed me into these ice cold waters where I am surrounded by the cutest little seal pups. I am now in Iceland and I am myself again. I'm with my boys, and I'm keeping a close eye on them. I'm out of the water and I'm wearing summer clothing even though it is baltic outside. My son Maxi is now in the icy water with the baby seals and Alex is eyeing up a girl's hat and sunglasses which have been left on the side. He wants to steal them. I know it. The little magpie. I then took them into the Coal Orchard for something to eat. (Looks like we were back in my hometown now - short holiday!) and, again, Alex was eyeing up something that doesn't belong to him. These two older ladies pushed passed us and told Alex to get out of the way. "How rude!" I thought. "They obviously don't like children!" Next scene; I was in the garden with Kim Kardashian. I noticed that she had a dodgy tan, when she had the audacity to tell me that my tan was looking a bit 'whishy washy' - the 'injection-enhanced' cheek of it all. *deep sigh*