Dream # 47 —02/06/2024

Bossman was there.

We were in my apartment and a black guy and his kids were living with us or just visiting.

I was looking outside of my window at Bossman and a black woman.

He kissed her. —On the lips or cheek?

I don’t know.

I just know that he leaned in and kissed her.

I moved closer to the window to see who she was.

Of course, I didn't recognize her but there was also a black guy standing next to her.

Bossman came into the house naked and went to the bathroom.

I don't know why his dick was so long—Like down his leg long.

Bossman is well-endowed?

Well, size is a matter of preference.

What's big to some is small to me.

Maybe that’s how I see him—As big dick energy!

I chatted with the man in the living room with a couple of small kids. —Well more than a couple he had a lot of kids.

As I was going back down the hall to my bedroom, Bossman came out of the bathroom and I turned to look at him.

This time, I shielded my eyes.

He stopped and looked at me and stood there until I removed my hand.

I got a good look at his (ahem) member before I continued to my room and he went into a bedroom.

Somehow I ended up in my bed with the tall black guy from the living room. His kids were sleeping on the floor and some were in the bed with us.

I was confused as to how I’d gotten there. The black guy woke up and said something to me. I can’t remember what it was.

But I got out of the bed and made some of the kids on the floor get into the bed with him. I laid down on the floor and pulled a cover over me.

But I got back up because I’d seen that the kids in the bed didn’t have a cover.

Jumped scenes—To a warehouse-type building.

These are recurring dreams from my past when I was younger.

I knew what I had to do.

So I got into a garbage bin that had bags of trash in it.

And the trash bin moved and floated around.

There were these young black kids that were chasing the garbage bin.

I pulled them in with me.

We rode the bin around and when it hit a large compactor machine, I braced for the impact and we were knocked into a different scene.

We got out of the garbage bin and the kids left me.

There were all these people in a large rec building.

There were sections and people were playing sports—Dodoge ball, basketball, and football.

I was walking around trying to find an exit.

For some reason, I was compelled to leave.

But I couldn't.

What makes this dream so weird, is that the people were all different sizes. When I say that there were sectioned-off groups, one group of basketball players were GIANTS— literally GIANTS.

Y'all know that I'm disgusting. So my mind went straight to the gutter. In my mind I was like, I can't fuck them. They're too big. It will not fit.

So, I kept walking and there was a group of football players. They were giants also and the football was HUGE, like a damn truck.

There were normal-sized people like myself playing basketball and dodgeball. But as I said, I was looking for an exit.

I saw a couple of exits. But as I tried to make my way over to them, I was interrupted and blocked by the people playing.

Those balls were flying everywhere. I was ducking and moving out of the way.

I wasn't trying to get hit.

I saw one dude take a ball straight to the face.

This dream ended with me not being able to leave the rec center.

THE MESSAGE:

I don’t know who that woman was.

It came off to me like a friendship of maybe they’re friends who used to fuck?

The guy with her was smiling at the Bossman.

So maybe it was some type of reunion.

And the man was standing really close to the woman.

I didn’t even see him until my nosey ass moved closer to the window.

Why was the Bossman naked?

Now dreams about being naked in public or around people are about vulnerability, exposure, and being open.

I looked at the Bossman in a non-sexual way.

I even shielded my eyes the second time that I saw him.

But he made a point of wanting me to see him.

*OK, so we’re going to move on to the next part of the dream.

The man in the living room with the kids sleeping in the bed with us…

I do not know what that was about.

But, on to the next part of the dream.

The rec center.

The giants? Lol… that’s what I call basketball players.

They’re fucking giants!

So that’s how my mind perceived them to be in the dream.

I’m going to be a part of that world. —Sports entertainment, basketball is my preference for obvious reasons.

In the dream, I wanted out.

I wanted to leave, but I won’t be able to.

Once I’m a part of that world, there is no going back to what I was used to.

Side note—I love the fact that I saw these people in my dreams before I even knew who the fuck they were. Bossman, It’s been a real pleasure.