||[Jul. 8th, 2005|10:52 pm]
I had this dream that I can't remember much, and my net connection was too erratic for me to post this morning while it was fresher in my mind..
In real life, I'm designing a few tattoos for myself, although I'm waiting until after Summer to get anything done. In the dream, I was describing them and why I wanted them to some guy I didn't know, literally a stranger on a sidewalk somewhere. I was really nervous about it for some reason, stammering a lot and and gauging his reactions, as though I badly wanted his approval on the matter.
It's interesting to look back on how I felt within the dream - I'm usually not one to seek outside approval on anything I choose for myself. In a way it was revisitng a particular emotional response that I haven't honestly experienced since, at the latest, high school which would roughly date it eleven or more years ago.