Monday, July 24, 2006

I have a confession to make. I've been getting out of bed early to ride my bike. That's exercise. And I love it.

I love it so much that I think about riding my bike everywhere I go, and it makes me want to renew my goal of riding my bike to work. The only problem, of course, would be that I'd arrive at work a sweaty mess. There's apparently a shower in one of the bathrooms at work. That kind of creeps me out. But maybe it shouldn't! It's just a shower. At work. Surrounded by coworkers. Ew. No, it's definitely creepy.

I guess I had that in my head last night because I dreamed about arriving at work on my bike, sweaty and exhilarated, and heading to the showers with a bar of soap and a bottle of shampoo.

So I opened the door to the bathroom/showers, and I found myself uncomfortably surrounded by something you'd probably have to pay $9.99 to watch on television in a hotel room.

That's when it occurred to me. I don't dream about naked girls showering together. Somewhere there's a very disappointed adolescent boy dreaming of a leisurely evening spent sipping coffee on the back porch of his own alpaca farm and planning the design of his next hand-knit garment.


momma-yaya said...

We should ask Carole to be certain, since she is the dream interpretation whiz, but I think your dream has something to do with purifying and harmonizing with aspects of your conscious self. Which is good and probably indicates that the alpaca-farm is missing from your dreams because it is destined to be a reality. I made that last part up, but I found the house I want to build for my alpaca farm and also three separate 3-acre lots all side by side . . . alpaca commune anyone??

Devorah said...

Check out the shower -- maybe it is fairly private and not creepy. There is a great feeling to riding to work.

Lystessa said...

Hehehe, I love the thought of a sad and confused teenager wondering why he's dreaming of knitting on a farm. :^D

Anonymous said...

this explains, in part, the recurring dream I have of showering with an alpaca. Or a llama...that part remains vague.
Posted by someone other than your Dad surely.

minnie said...

that is exactly my problem, if i ride my alpaca somewhere, i arrive sweaty and covered in hair.
AND i had to wear sensible shoes.