In the past I have posted some of my weird dreams, like the one were I was in sexy school girl outfit,holding a whip and giving Tony Blair a lap dance….i blogged about that..and many others…so I had this one yesterday and here was what happened.
Had the weirdest dream ever, went to buy something for dad in the evening and once I got out on the road, discovered that people were just littering the street, heard there might be some quanta in front but nobody knew what it was…scared that I didn’t want to be caught in no drama I decide to start heading back home, that’s when I see a group of people holding what seems like canes coming towards my area and everybody is running, they are Muslims from the way they r dressed (pls o its my dream, no offence to any muslim) and I just keep running home cause I have no idea what they are up to. Then I hear them shouting “we are here to cleanse this area from all filth” and I see what they are holding r long dusters and they proceed to clean everywhere they pass and am like do they mean literally or spiritually….anyways then I hear “tear off the clothes from any girl wearing trousers”…my legs start moving faster cause it all seemed so real…..”beat them if u have to”…legs doubles its pace…..”we need to cleanse this country”….any girl dressed provocatively…beat them”…I got to my estate gate and I was knocking so hard….cause I cud see them behind me..i almost knock the gateman over….and hoped he wont let them enter…as per private property. like dem send..one of them sha entered and he was with a gun I had to hide among some cars but he saw me…I decided to come out and tell him I mean no harm..he sees my trouser and takes a shot at me..but misses I actually watch the bullet flying pass me “you are wearing a trouser”..he says….. with my hands up I reply “I need it when I want to enter okada’s”…(lol that’s the only excuse that popped into my head, if he only knew I have only started entering okada’s he will shoot me and this time he wont miss). “thats always the same excuse” he replies…he tells me to follow him to my house…how he knew my house only God knows..anyways na dream now…we get to my house and I meet my friend Olach(who am thinking represents and angel who was sent to rescue me,cause when I left home she wasn’t there oh…na dream now!) she introduces herself as a totally different name….he is not hostile to her now…maybe because she is a hottie….chei it is good to be fine….was it my woworness that made him want to even shoot me. Anyways she charms the pants off him and makes him agree to tell his followers to only arrest those women who wear tight clothes that their tummy looks for any available space to breath….and those who dress too provocatively…and that trouser was good for okada and all…and he shakes his head as if he agrees with her and am like didn’t I say that before…and just like that he agrees and he leaves.
My friend olachi was like…ur lucky I was there….and yes I was because if not….this dream might have turned out very differently…Olachi has always been a doll..even in dreams u still have ur charm..love u sweets.
When I woke up I went to count my trousers…..and was contemplating whether I should wear a skirt instead to were I was going..because the dream fear me no be small.Make I no reach outside make pesin grab me…and then olachi is not within reach.
ANY ONE WANNA TRY INTERPRETING?