Dreams

Rejected I'm in a busy underground labyrinth place with a lot of people, but the place is closing down and the people are leaving. I'm with this girl I really like and she tells me I can go with her to her place if I get rid of two small dogs that follow us - they're Australian terriers. I manage to get rid of one of them, but the other is persistent. So I go up this grassy hill to the girl's place, hoping she won't mind the dog. She's in a fenced-in enclosure and I climb through the wire into her home. The dog has gone, and the enclosure changes into a more solid-type room inside a large old building. Various things are said and done (I either don't remember them or found them too embarrassing to record). The girl, or woman, is incredibly sexy and has me quite under her spell. We both take our clothes off and I admire her beautiful, perfectly proportioned body so much that I have to go to her and hold her. I drink in the sensation of her body. Then a guy comes to the room and asks the woman something - like why didn't we leave, or something like that. She dismisses him, and the scene changes slightly to an open-air roof-top balcony. The woman plays a medley of latin music on a stereo and we start a wild series of dance steps. At one point I see her way down below dancing while I'm up top. I eventually come down to where she is sitting with some other women. The woman is all dressed up for a trip, her bags packed - and I realise she's leaving me. When I ask why, she says I'm like a lesbian, because I act more female than male: I'm not very dominating or aggressive or assertive, and of course, I like women. At this point I pull back and become an observer of the scene, as though I can no longer bear to participate in it. I watch as the guy pretends he's fine and goes back up the stairs as the woman watches him go. But I know he's absolutely heart-broken... Not long afterwards, I'm standing on a streetcurb and this protest march comes past. I follow them to a place with steps, where everyone sits down, including me, and proceed to debate political issues. I see near me many of the teachers I have known in my career, and there are well-known politicians too. It's all very high-powered, and I don't follow the talk at all. Later, when the debates end and the meeting splits up, I go with an older woman, who talks incomprehensible politics; and I feel inadequate because I can't keep up with her. She seems to dismiss me because of my ignorance. This second one seems a cerebral version of the more physical preceding dream. Both times rejected!