Dream
Dream #1

Aliens arrived on Earth and myself, and a couple of others were privy to their arrival. They came down in flying saucers and were the literal little green men of days past. Asked them if they had a history book, so that I could learn more about them. They told me that they did, and handed me it. It was writen in perfect English. I asked them if we were alone in the universe. The aliens told me that it was just them and us.

Commentary
I'm pretty sure that the dream was inspired by an article I read during the day about some strange clouds or fog around Edmonton or Calgary. It was suggested that it could have possibly been a UFO.


Dream #2
My girlfriend, a frail Chinese girl is dying. I've been diligently working at some sort of farm, but nothing I can do can heal her. I'm informed that she'll die in the next couple of days. I comfort her by giving her breakfast in bed, and talking to her. She's in a deep sleep, and doesn't speak back. Some doctors appear and tell me that I can heal her, if I fuck her. With the doctor is Wil Weaton, but he's a pre-op transsexual. I try to have sex with her, but I'm unable to get it up. One of the doctor's assistance does, however, and his fucking heals her. I'm happy that she's better now, but I wish that I could have healed her.

Commentary
The girl of my dream was a mix of Audrey Tautou and Pearl. I believe that they were an amalgamation because I saw Dirty Pretty Things last night. The sickness might represent the sadness I see in the lives of people I care about that I'd like to fixm but that doesn't feel "true" to me. The bit about having someone I love being stolen from me in some fashion has been a re-occuring motif in my dreams for the last couple of weeks. Definately a question to ask a psycho-analyst. Or David's mom.