It's a Dream.

[freyakitten]

Last night I dreamed an old friend of mine had lost both his eyes, and the eyelids, and after they healed so they were just black holes in his face, we went out for dinner with some other people at a restaurant on the southern side of Gouger St (the restaurant doesn't exist, but the scenery on the way there was accurate), and afterwards for drinks at a house we were told was his place. He looked strange without his glasses.

Comments

[reverancepavane.livejournal.com]

Injuries to eyes traditionally represent an inability to see. The fact that they were healed over means this is a long-standing condition. That it left black holes in his face is generally indicative of emptiness, especially of the psyche. How long the crowd accompanied you on this expedition into the realm of Morpheus would also be indicative of a few things, as the level of relationship between you and your friend, and your experiences with dining at Gouger Street. Although I do like the Korean BBQ there. So, all in all, I'd avoid eating blue-veined cheese before bed! <grin>

[freyaw.livejournal.com]

I tend to avoid eating blue-vein at any time. It tends to be a little too strong tasting, and reminds me of the taste of liquid antibiotics. *Calvin & Hobbes face*

As to the friend... I haven't seen or heard from him in over 18 months, but he was brought to my mind when I read a paragraph in a paper that mentioned him. The people accompanying him stayed with us all the way - a mutual friend was organising taking people home on a very long, roundabout car route when I woke up.

My experiences on Gouger St have generally been good. I tend to go there for dinner in between work and bridge (twice a week).

[reverancepavane.livejournal.com]

Hmmmmm. If it was a pleasant dining experience with a crowd then there might be some displacement there. But dream interpretation is frought with peril unless you are interpreting the dreams of a mythographer who at least has some understanding of the symbols he is producing. Don't blame you about the blue-vein cheese either. "No retractable claws, no opposable toes, no prehensile tail, no compound eyes, no fangs, no wings... ..SIGH-H-H..." -- Calvin