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It is daytime and I find myself in a large room which is part unfamiliar lounge and part very much like a room at my old art college. I am here by myself and am putting on a pair of plain, old and worn tatty tan coloured women’s knickers. I don’t feel at all happy about doing this it feels like enforced drudgery and a chore that I am being put through.
I also pull a white coloured stocking onto my right leg but I immediately note that it is far too small and only comes midway up my thigh more like a sock. The stocking has a large ladder in the side of it, I remove the stocking after seeing the hole.
A man suddenly enters the room he looks uncannily familiar and I feel that I should definitely know him from somewhere. The man is a business man or perhaps more exactly a trader at a stock exchange.
As soon as I see the man I feel very embarrassed to be have been seen in the feminine underclothes, the man is very friendly though and seems understanding. He explains to me that he used to wear feminine lingerie too.
We both sit down in a windowsill and have a very open heart to heart about our wives, our lives appear very similar and so is the situation with our partners. I notice the man has a very intriguing looking watch on his wrist it looks like a tough rugged adventure watch both analogue and digital with a compass on its face, I like and aspire to his watch very much.
As we finish our chat the man gives me a small white chunky envelope to deliver for him, before I leave I take off the panties and pick up the stocking and throw them both into the bottom drawer* of an empty dresser and shut it close, it seems to me that they are best left here for the time being.
Later on I head off to my (Dream) place of work which does look a little like my current place of work although the location of the building appears to be different, perhaps somewhere like an outdoor London market.
I see huge glass double doors which grace the front of the impressive offices, the double doors have beautiful large square enamelled brown and gold handles with two stylized letter ‘D’s’ facing one another.
I enter into the building and instinctively know that the man I was previously speaking to in the lounge/art room works on the ground floor of the building. As I reflect back on the man I feel that I have found a real friend in him, I just worry that he will tell everyone in the office that I was wearing the feminine lingerie but with hindsight this seems like a foolish worry and I instantly dismiss it.
I see a group of people stood in the foyer beneath a large hanging television they are watching some kind of business programme which is reporting the stock exchange figures live.
I see one female colleague from work stood beneath the TV fretting anxiously and biting her nails at the outcome of the days trading.
I pass the group by and walk on up the stairs to the next floor where my office is, I go over to the reception desk to hand the envelope I was given over to the receptionist where I expect the small package to be sent out with the rest of the days outgoing mail.
The lady behind the reception desk takes the envelope but after a quick glance at it she tells me with a surprised quizzical expression that she can’t mail it out as it’s actually addressed to me.
I feel just as surprised too as I hadn’t noticed that it was addressed to me, the lady behind the reception desk prompts me to open it and see what is inside. I vividly tear open the small but thick envelope and out slides a tiny chunky little paper back book.
The little book is very pleasant to hold and easily fits in the palm of my hand, I see that the small booklet is actually a manual for how to set-up, maintain, take care of and use a watch.
Thoughts: Another awkward dream *The act of putting the lingerie into the draw seemed linked to the
fact I was located in a room which was my old art college room, the word drawer made me literally
think of a person who draws. On a positive note the feminine underwear in the drawer suggested to me
that it is a man’s intimate inner feminine side that is responsible for his creative and artistic output, this
is something I’ve thought about personally as an idea for a while and now here it is manifest in the
form of a symbolic drama or at least so it would seem. On the negative the side the women’s
underwear also perhaps represents a role which I feel I have been forced into. The old ill fitting
underwear possibly represents a mode or side of me that is worn out and unhelpful, or perhaps more
accurately that being forced into this role is what needs changing. It seemed relevant and obvious even
from within the dream that the type of ladder the stockings had wasn’t the type that was going to get
me to reach a new stage or level in my life like a real ladder would symbolically do, in fact this ladder
was actually a hole and represented a mistake or error that I could easily fall into (If I haven’t in the
past already). The adventure watch possibly represents spontaneity and a need perhaps for adventure
or at the very least direction as suggested by the compass bezel. The stock exchange might be a play
on words for me to take stock and exchange or change something in my life, the manual which was a
gift from the other man who had apparently been in my situation seemed to point in the direction of
how to manifest these changes. Other little details I thought might be relevant as regards wordplay the
man was a Man-ager and he gave me a Man-ual.