colorful dreams

[anotheranon]

These seem to be on a similar theme:

• I'm in a huge old unfurnished house with friends and we end up throwing paint at each other, Jackson Pollock-style: buckets and handfuls of thick, gluey paint that gets all over us, the walls, the ceiling, etc. A huge uproarious good time but my forebrain interrupted right at the end, with someone walking in asking how we were going to clean it all up. The last bit I remember is trying to get the paint out of my hair in the shower with no success...
  
  
• Followed up by a dream in which I have only $5 to spend in an arts/crafts store and I'm determined to find a set of multicolored markers, to no avail - just peewee sets of 8 or 12. I'm sure this has nothing to do with the fact that I just got a cheapie set of 64 washable markers....
  

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[(Anonymous)]

My weak spot is the big boxes of Crayolas. I LOVE the smell of them.

[kiya.livejournal.com]

Sorry, the previous post was me

[anotheranon.livejournal.com]

Interestingly, the 64 pack of markers I picked up were Crayola, and I ALWAYS keep the big Crayola packs on hand, just 'cos :)

Creative!

[shemhazai.livejournal.com]

Definitely colorful.

I had a dream last night where my grandchild died--killed by a serial killer, and just 2 years old. We laid the body head to head with his brother, in the belief that the soul of the deceased child would transfer into the sibling. Wierd dream.

To make it wierder, Melanie had a dream last night that her mother died...