October 4, 2003
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OK now, this has got to be the strangest dream I’ve had so far. I know I’ve said that in the past, but this one really made no sense.
The long and the short of it is, I broke into someone’s house in nothing but a t-shirt and my underwear, used some Noxema skin cleanser from the their bathroom, and climbed out a window on the wall in the bathtub when someone tried to come in. Then I went to a party and drew pictures in front of the tv. After a while, a friend came up to me and asked if “that was all I was wearing.” It was at that point that I actually realized I was in my underwear and t-shirt, though I’d been aware of it throughout the dream. So I just shrugged and said I guess so, too late to change now. And she shrugged and went back to whatever she’d been doing before accosting me.
For all it’s mundane weirdness, it was very detailed, like when you look down and watch what you are doing. I noted the various bottles in the medcine cabinet. I picked a blue and white bottle clearly labeled Noxema. I saw the peeling edge of a label on the bottle, the chipping and cracked paint on the door, the film of soap scum on the shower curtain and the mildew in the bathtub grout. The yellowed green grass outside the window was dry and dead, with earth showing through. The dwarfed fir trees by the side of the house didn’t look too much better. When I got to the party, it was dark and smoky, except by the tv which I guess is why I chose that area to draw. I could see the coiled fibers of the carpet and felt them leaving impressions on my bare legs.
I don’t know why I would wander around in my underwear, let alone break into someone’s house to use their skin care products. I don’t even like Noxema. I think it’s noxious.
