17 Jan 2025
Dream
I was traveling around a lot in a city. My sister Ruby was messaging me a lot on WhatsApp, but I kept ignoring her. I was hanging out with my girlfriend, a short masculine woman with brown skin and a buzzcut. We didn’t actually get along super well, she was very intense and aggressive, though never aggressive towards me. I just remember her walking aggressively and talking loudly. At times her breasts were prominent to me, they were swinging when she walked. We turned corners a few times or hid in alleyways to make out. At one point it was evening and we kept trying to hide away to make out, but Ruby had messaged me that I had missed something she’d invited me to, and I felt so bad I crafted long apology messages. I chose to do this instead of making out with my girlfriend. At some point we were in an alleyway that connected to a small room where two other younger women were already making out, and instead of making them leave I chose to make out with my girlfriend just a few feet away. A young gay man entered the room talking to the other couple, and he looked amused and scandalized when he realized there were four women in there making out.
At one point my girlfriend was driving dangerously in a car, it was early evening. She drove a gray car that looked like the Batmobile. I remember following her a lot and our make out sessions looking very passionate but not actually being that enjoyable. We were also interrupted a lot.
In another dream I was in a car with my sisters and a childhood friend’s dad. The dad was a skinny white man who sort of morphed into one of my professors last semester. The car was not moving. I sat between my sisters Ruby and Marley. Ruby was angry with her arms crossed. Marley was leaning back, wearing her bright green coat, not angry but disinterested. The dad/professor said something about Marley’s ingenuity and how she went to Brown, and Ruby hummed disapprovingly. She insulted Marley, which I laughed at, until the dad/professor pointed out that Marley was upset. I immediately apologized to Marley, saying I’d only laughed because it seemed like I should and I hadn’t actually meant it. It was true that I hadn’t meant it, but it sounded like I was just trying to defend myself. Then I began crying because I was overwhelmed with taking a side.
Later I was making a soup in a trailer, still crying, and Ruby had to come and fish out whole pieces of bread I’d wrongly put in there. It was a red, orange, and brown stew that was bubbling, and she had to fix it for me.
I felt neutral when I woke up, well-rested but wondering why I dreamed about being in between my sisters when we haven’t recently argued or fought. I also thought about how odd and mildly unenjoyable it was to have this girlfriend whom I didn’t fundamentally get along with and yet we “acted hard” to make our relationship look passionate.
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