Yeah, so chary has jinxed me now with this thread, and I dreamt (sort of) about a UKY-er this morning just before I woke up. Indeed,
contrTremula was some sort of nameless, faceless dude wandering about the perimeter of a dream about other stuff.
I was sitting around on some bleachers with other strangers, and he was talking about having been to Rio de Janeiro on holiday recently. I said - yes, I went 24 years ago & probably wouldn't recognise it now.
Then I was apparently clearing out my mom's house (who died this time last year) while he was moving into my old bedroom in that house - the house where I grew up. He was putting his still-wet laundry into the places that I was trying to clear out?!!
And then it was just me cleaning out this cupboard that used to be in the hallway outside the bathroom there. The drawer I was clearing out seemed to be bottomless. I was pulling out stuff like dressing gowns that (in the dream only) had been my mother's but actually looked pretty nice & I thought well I could wear those now. There were rags that needed to be tossed. There were still good bath towels and washcloths. There were some things that (in the dream) were my brother's old baby clothes. And the last thing were a bunch of teeny tiny bras (like A or B cup! not very big around either!) - very fancy with lace & baubles on them...I had no idea who those belonged to as they certainly weren't my mother's or mine.
Talk about a lot of subconscious mental garbage! I think it was due to the combination of it's nearly the 1-year anniversary of my mother's death, and this thread on dreams about UKY. Weird.
And I woke up a bit sad.
But DH was there - all warm & snuggly so it was ok.
