The dream involved me at some sort of school where there were at least three women that wanted me, badly. That was interesting enough, but they also ranged in ages. Two were closer to my age, one was a much older woman, in her 70s at least. Now after I was being bombarded by each individual, the older woman being the last, I had to write down a trend that kept being said to me. Writing something down is common for me, but very uncommon in my dreams. So obviously if I wrote it in my dreams, I want to write it in real life. Anyways I wrote that women of all ages think I'm "damn cool!" Ha! That's what they all kept saying. I was just melting their hearts with my coolness. Oh man, it's funny.
Hopefully I can come back and write this dream out in more detail, but either way I want to remind myself in the future with these key points.
- I had red dreadlocks that I kept pushing back
- I was an art student, without a class technically
- I had some privileges at the school
- I was older than most of the students
- I asked if a particular teacher was still working there
- I had a whole wall of supplies behind me
- I made stuff really fast with cut-out photos and colorful paper
- The two younger girls were blonde, the old lady had orange hair
- There was a little hookah closet and a few Arab men that hung out over there
- The Arab men most;y ignored me as they really do in hookah bars
- I think I dressed more masculine, more like in my tomboyish days
- The note I wrote down was in red ink
- I was either interested in all the girls or none of them
- There was a major lack of communication
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