This happens a lot

May 28, 2009

Last night I had a dream about strawberries.  It was the only bit of any dream from last night that I remember, but there was a woven basket of big, beautiful, red, ripe strawberries and I wanted to buy them but they were too expensive.  Earlier today I walked outside to the mailbox to get my mail and I noticed smashed strawberries all over the sidewalk.   I know it’s a coincidence that the only thing I remember from my dream was covering the sidewalk outside of the apartment, but this happens a lot, and you know what?  It bugs me.  It makes me think there’s more to those strawberries than I realize.

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  • 1. darcknyt  |  May 29, 2009 at 12:19 am

    Imagine, if you will, a young woman … a young woman … plagued by visions … visions of … strawberries.

    You’ve just gotten mail from … The Twilight Zone.

    How’s that? ;)

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  • 2. DarcsFalcon  |  May 29, 2009 at 12:39 am

    It means that you are a ripe young woman, bursting at the seams, and you don’t come cheap or easy, but you’re afraid that special someone won’t recognize your value and will leave you broken by the side of the road.

    How’s that?

    Really, it probably means it’s time for strawberry daiquiris or margaritas. ‘Tis the season!

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  • 3. whatigotsofar  |  May 29, 2009 at 6:53 am

    What it means is that you secretly long for a relationship with a woman. And with real strawberries being found outside your home. Well, that means a certain woman is out there longing for you. And I don’t think she’s handling it all that well.

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  • 4. Tellie  |  June 10, 2009 at 4:19 pm

    You probably noticed the strawberries in your mind subconsciously and then dreamed about them. That, or you sleep walk. To see or eat strawberries in your dream, signifies your sensual desires and temptation.

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