May 3, 2013
Eggs
In this dream I was sleeping, and a voice came, saying, “beware, someone is about to pour egg on your face.” After a flash of disbelief, I opened my eyes, and beheld a boy with a bowl of raw eggs. I asked, “why were you about to pour those on my face?” “For fun,” he replied. Later, I spoke with an old friend. Note, this was a friend I had hurt (in waking life), and a hurt I had not resolved, dodging the resolution intentionally by disguising my actions as innocent. I recalled the story: “I admire the honesty of the boy,” I said, “I would have said I was doing something else.” Immediately, I had egg on my face.