I had the dream again.
For the last 10 years, I've had the same reoccurring dream once a month or so. It's always the same, I always know it's a dream, and I am unable to alter it. I cannot think of any explanation that might help me understand why I have it, and dream interrupters (books and otherwise) are at a loss.
Why, you might ask, is this worthy of sharing here? We all have strange reoccurring dreams. What makes yours so different?
Butter.
Yes, butter. In my dream, I am in a desert, just dunes as far as the eye can see. But it's not a desert of sand, it's butter. Country Crock to be precise. I am standing (though VERY tiny) on the untouched surface of a giant tub of Country Crock. And for the remainder of the dream, I walk towards the edge but never reach it.
WHY AM I DREAMING OF COUNTRY CROCK?????
If I was dreaming about CHURNING butter, or COOKING with butter, or even a flirtatious butter fight with Nigella Lawson, at least I'd know WHY I was dreaming about it. (The third example would be less about the butter I think... I just love those cooking shows! Yeah, that's it. Cooking shows.... erm.. anyway....) But no, the only thing I have to go with is that I'm walking across a giant tub of butter.
And I don't know if you've looked in any dream analysis books lately, but "butter" is NOT a common dream entity. Apparently, everyone dreams about "horns" and "computers" and "couches" (which I was surprised to find meant that you had an intense dislike of candy.. who knew?) but no one but me dreams about dairy spreads. Even "dairy" is not really mentioned. (See COW. Yes, thank you Dream Book. That helped. Country Crock isn't even real butter. Stupid book.)
So once again, I'm back at square one. My feet firmly planted in butter as I trudge along for the brown plastic rim of salvation. Next time, I'm bringing toast.
For the last 10 years, I've had the same reoccurring dream once a month or so. It's always the same, I always know it's a dream, and I am unable to alter it. I cannot think of any explanation that might help me understand why I have it, and dream interrupters (books and otherwise) are at a loss.
Why, you might ask, is this worthy of sharing here? We all have strange reoccurring dreams. What makes yours so different?
Butter.
Yes, butter. In my dream, I am in a desert, just dunes as far as the eye can see. But it's not a desert of sand, it's butter. Country Crock to be precise. I am standing (though VERY tiny) on the untouched surface of a giant tub of Country Crock. And for the remainder of the dream, I walk towards the edge but never reach it.
WHY AM I DREAMING OF COUNTRY CROCK?????
If I was dreaming about CHURNING butter, or COOKING with butter, or even a flirtatious butter fight with Nigella Lawson, at least I'd know WHY I was dreaming about it. (The third example would be less about the butter I think... I just love those cooking shows! Yeah, that's it. Cooking shows.... erm.. anyway....) But no, the only thing I have to go with is that I'm walking across a giant tub of butter.
And I don't know if you've looked in any dream analysis books lately, but "butter" is NOT a common dream entity. Apparently, everyone dreams about "horns" and "computers" and "couches" (which I was surprised to find meant that you had an intense dislike of candy.. who knew?) but no one but me dreams about dairy spreads. Even "dairy" is not really mentioned. (See COW. Yes, thank you Dream Book. That helped. Country Crock isn't even real butter. Stupid book.)
So once again, I'm back at square one. My feet firmly planted in butter as I trudge along for the brown plastic rim of salvation. Next time, I'm bringing toast.
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riz:
OMG! That sounds almost better than my bicycle dream!! i'm jealous! I think I'd spend the entire dream in a fit of giggles!!
harlot:
I love country crock. I wish I could open my tub of butter and you were walking across it. Id pull you out and put you in my pocket.