<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><entry xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4073005348898926015.post-5391707885093289768</id><published>2009-02-15T12:09:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:48:06.598-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dream dictionary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='interpretation'/><title type='text'>Dream a Little Dream For Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="419" height="300"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://someecards.com/usercards/someEcards.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="false" width="419" height="300" flashvars="imgBasePath=http://mail2.someecards.com/usercards/images/&amp;amp;basePath=http://someecards.com/usercards/&amp;amp;cardId=b798d0750b407f790015872a8f9eef471fd4b38f&amp;amp;noLinkBack=false"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t know about you, but I love dreams.  I love to dream, I hope to dream.  My dreams are so interesting to me.  They are weird, they are scary sometimes, and they are also sometimes so real, which kind of freaks me out but is so cool at the same time.  I dream (no pun intended) of the day where I can record my dreams as I wrote &lt;a href="http://rantdojour.blogspot.com/2007/11/sweet-dreams-are-made-of-this.html"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.  For now, I can only remember or write them down and search out the meaning to what I can’t stop thinking of when I wake up from what I concocted or foresaw in my slumber.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I dreamt in choppy nonsense as normal, but a few items stand out in my mind.  I have a dream 'dictionary' but usually, I am not happy with the interpretation.  You can only look up one word, not a situation.  But nonetheless, I looked anyhow.  The meaning of my dreams last night looks grim for matters of the heart, but ok for finance, and apparently I will find a lost valuable item.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamt of an estranged Aunt while driving in a car with her.  Apparently to dream of an &lt;em&gt;Aunt&lt;/em&gt; means "success in money matters".  &lt;em&gt;Driving&lt;/em&gt; apparently means "Discovery of lost valuables".  This doesn’t sound so grim.  But when I looked up picnic there were several interpretations.  It wasn’t quite a picnic, but I was eating lunch outside with someone who will remain nameless, and here is the interps of the vague &lt;em&gt;picnic&lt;/em&gt;.  "Danger through a secret.  False friends are gossiping about you. Doubtful results in love affairs."   There was nothing about holding hands.  When I put the situation into an online dream analyzer, it basically told me that the situation is actually just what I wish would happen and in fact doesn’t really mean much as far as diving into deep meaning.  Well, there you go.   The age old debate of dreams.  Means something?  Just unconscious thinking?  I don’t know either.  I wish I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as I was looking up just these couple of items my daily horoscope came through.  Here it is as it reads.  "You are more than intuitive enough fill in any blanks and connect the dots today."  So, the stars are saying to put down my dream book.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4073005348898926015-5391707885093289768?l=rantdojour.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rantdojour.blogspot.com/feeds/5391707885093289768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4073005348898926015&amp;postID=5391707885093289768' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4073005348898926015/posts/default/5391707885093289768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4073005348898926015/posts/default/5391707885093289768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rantdojour.blogspot.com/2009/02/dream-little-dream-for-me.html' title='Dream a Little Dream For Me'/><author><name>Dateless in Detroit</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18302191523617085967</uri><email>deigodiva@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='00113423003867004796'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry>