Date: 7/8/2023
By freeselkie
There was this huge old hardcover book It reminded me of a thick old dictionary. It was a tattered copy of the old adventures of Gumby and pokey you know the skinny clay characters from the old old cartoon. The one from the 50s. Somebody gave it to me from the coffee shop I went home and it was very precious to me. The book reminded me of my childhood the characters. Then a young guy may be my boyfriend? I knew king in my apartment and saw the book and was curious about it. I didn’t want to explain my reason for having the book. I think it represents some thing from my childhood as a symbol in the dream. Perhaps I was trying to guard secrets in the pages that manifested as the book? I don’t know. I kept trying to hide it so the boyfriend guy whoever wouldn’t talk about it. Perhaps the book represented my life and how old I’ve become, and wise I become Being a little bit beat up this old book. The Gumby and pokey characters stories inside represented some thing from my childhood as I always had the toys around in my house. I woke up, feeling kind of sad and in between being a child in an adult, unconsciously. A very strange dream. It was cold and sat in the fall I think chilly outside like autumn. Lonely and contemplative at the same time