Saturday, June 18, 2011
Drinking and Drugging Dream Journal
This is my first blog post in almost a year! New post, new segment! Exclamation point! I've been sober for seven months. As a result, I have dreams of drinking and drugging.
I figured I'd catalog these dreams in a journal, which is like my Mundane Dream Journal, but sadder.
I dreamt that I was drinking at a hotel bar in England. There was this tradition where everyone drank on Sunday morning the way Americans drink on Saturday night. I had noodles and walked around the hotel drunk.
What I find most disturbing about this dream is that fifteen years ago I would have dreamed that I was kissing Alicia Silverstone in a space shuttle. Nowadays the space shuttle is a hotel lounge and instead of Alicia Silverstone on my lips I have Jack Daniels. That is a fantasy of mine now, to drink in the daytime at a hotel bar. Hopefully in seven months I'll dream that I'm drinking a whiskey flask at a roadside grave.
See you next year!