|You Are Likely a Second Born|
At your darkest moments, you feel inadequate.
At work and school. you do best when you're evaluating.
When you love someone, you offer them constructive criticism.
In friendship, you tend to give a lot of feedback - positive and negative.
Your ideal careers are: accounting, banking, art, carpentry, decorating, teaching, and writing novels.
You will leave your mark on the world with art and creative projects.
I know. It's always worse for you. No one else ever has problems like yours. Whatever.
Many wild dreams last night. I think my favorite might have been the trip from Cincinnati to Louisville via Washington DC, walking. I passed through DC as represented by one person I knew growing up who's a writer for a local paper there. I haven't talked to her in ages, but apparently she symbolizes DC for me. Even though I have many friends who live there besides her who I've talked to significantly more recently.
The other highlights of the trip including wandering through the lesbian capital of the world (seriously, I heard someone in the dream call it that.) What got me weren't the women holding hands and stuff, but rather some of the outfits. One woman wore a black mesh outfit with just strategically placed darker black support lines. Someone else mentioned that someone else was wearing a rubber tire suit, but I didn't see her.
I thought it was amusing.
The other feature was taking the gondola ride through a parade route through the center of town which was flanked by shelves and shelves of library books. I wanted to go back and read them. I caught a bunch of titles, and remarked on how I'd love to own them. Someone else in the boat was asking how many Princess novels there were (The Princess Diaries and that series) since we passed a Princess Chronicles volume that was huge, but I don't think it had all of them. I thought there were at least 8 and someone else in the boat thought there were more.
When we got off the boat, the driver asked our names. Norm MacDonald was teasing him, "Well, don't you recognize me. I had my own TV show! I've been in movies!..." It was annoying. Apparently the driver thought so too because eventually he kicked him off the boat saying, "Yeah, I remember you. You're that annoying guy from Saturday Night Live."
So that was one of the dreams, after I'd decided I wasn't going to write about them.