From: dicksilk@gmail.com   
      
   2020/01/22 Wednesday:   
      
   The female spy / soulmate   
      
   While there were other dreams last night, this is the one I'm most interested   
   in posting:   
      
   There was this rather attractive (to the dreamer's mind) female, likely   
   between 18 and 28 (definitely had a potential child-bearing aura about her)   
   who for whatever reason seemed lethargic / asleep, possibly drugged or drunk,   
   but I had a "no fault" sense    
   about the situation.  Likely not the dreamer's fault, and no fault felt toward   
   her, either.  I (the dreamer) hefted her over my left shoulder and started   
   journeying as if to a safer location, seemingly toward her apartment / home   
   location.  I have a    
   vague recollection of looking at buildings reaching upward from the sidewalk /   
   street area, so this was a fairly urban (if not residential) area.  The scene   
   somewhat changed to her being awake and alert, interactive, and while thankful   
   for my having    
   brought her home intact, there seemed to be a sense that she was ready to move   
   on toward some other objective.   
      
   I happened upon some type of smartphone, and was attempting to dial my home   
   phone number (and yes, I could actually recall the # in my head in the dream)   
   but apparently she had an iPhone of some type, such that there were not   
   dedicated numerals / buttons,   
    but rather a kind of floating display, and while I could get out the 3 digit   
   area code and started on the 7-digit portion of the number, it seemed as if   
   there were only perhaps 6 buttons visible (rather than the standard 12 on   
   modern phones) so the    
   dream became a process of mentally trying to figure out the phone pad   
   functions, which became something of a mental quagmire.  I began noticing the   
   "phone" appeared to be for *other* purposes than merely simply a mobile   
   phone.  It had been my intention    
   to call my home #, thus obtaining her caller ID and thus having her phone #,   
   but then the thought that I wasn't exactly sure what this device was for began   
   entering the thought processes.  The thought that it *could* be a targeting   
   device for some sort    
   of guided cruise missile, for example, led me to wonder what all the *other*   
   buttons were for?  (The device actually had a sort of analogue feel to it at   
   this point, including at least one small, round, push-type button.)   
      
   There was a sense at the end that she was going her way as I went my own, and   
   as I awoke, it occurred to me I'd been *enthralled* by her, and wondered how   
   on Earth that could have happened with NO intruding thoughts regarding Gina?    
   It was at this point    
   that the idea occurred to me that a "soulmate" was exactly what one needs it   
   to be at any given moment, not necessarily what one "thinks" (or imagines) it   
   to be.   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)