by Kathy Rose » Wed Feb 02, 2011 3:48 am
A few years ago, I started writing down the more unusual or detailed dreams I had. This being the Delphic Expanse, here's an abbreviated version of one I had with Dominic Keating in it:
I was at a college dorm or apartment building where there were college students, many of whom I knew, even though they were much younger than me. I was traveling and had stopped there overnight for some reason other than I needed a place to sleep. Although I inferred this was my destination, I felt like I still had somewhere else I needed to go.
There was some sort of convention or gathering going on. I went into the room across from mine. There were other people there, we're all waiting for more people to show up. One of the people waiting with us was Dominic Keating. He was there to perform at the convention, perhaps? This was his free time, and I remember thinking how incredible it was I was getting to meet him in an informal setting. For the most part, he seemed to ignore me, and I was trying not to be obvious about how excited I was to be in the same room with him.
There was a little kitten there, too, the pet of one of the other people. As I pulled away a pillow from a bed (in the living room!) to make a place for me to sit down, the kitten jumped out. I started babbling about having two cats of my own with me. I was sitting on the bed, snuggling with the kitten, and said the names of my cats were Tom and George. That made Dominic snort, but I don't think it was in amusement. It's about this time that I realize Dominic is shorter than I thought he was -- about 2 to 3 inches shorter than I am! (Not true in RL, BTW.)
My dream does one of those jump shifts where you don't see people move, they're just in a new place. There are two other people lying on their backs on the bed. One of them is Dominic Keating. He's near the end, laying crosswise on the bed, and there's just enough room for me to lie down beside him. I do. There's some more inconsequential conversation. Apparently the people there are waiting for some others to show up so they can go out to eat. I accidentally roll off the end of the bed and fall on the floor. Dominic, in the meantime, has gotten up and moved across the room. There's a vehicle parked outside that I can see through a window next to the bed. It's a green older SUV, like a Blazer, with wide stripes in tan. (Same paint job as a pickup truck my husband once owned.)
I pick myself up. I talk a bit with the two people still in the room, then a whole group of people come in through some sliding glass doors. They're dressed in heavy coats. I can see past them that it's getting dark outside. They're all chatting away with each other, and I'm being ignored. Then, several more people come in through the door on the opposite side of the room. Finally, a person I know! From about 10 feet away she sees me, yells Hi! and starts telling me about some job openings in the news media, if I'm interested. While I'm talking to her, my back has been to the other people in the room, and I turn around to see if anyone has heard my conversation, and I discover everyone has left. The last few are just going back out the sliding doors. I have a moment of irritation, thinking they're going out to eat and that I'm hungry too and they could have at least asked me. I turn back to the woman I'd been talking to and find she's gone, too!
Now I'm pissed off as well as hurt -- and hungry. I had caught some chatter earlier -- maybe Dominic was among them -- because they were going to a restaurant and were going to hold tables for the rest of us. So I figure that's where the rest of them went now. I hurry out the sliding glass door, trying to catch up. I notice it's now daylight.
I run across a street, still pursuing the others who are now out of sight. As I run down a sidewalk, there are obstructions. Some groups are putting up wooden stalls to sell things right on the sidewalk. The little "sheds" are about six feet tall and about four feet wide. I come to the first one and sort of run up the side of it onto the top and down over the other side. Neat! But these obstructions mean I can't see the people I'm following, and I wonder if I've lost them. I come to the next obstruction and try to go over it the same way as before. People are still working on this one, and it tumbles down under my feet, but stays in one piece. As it falls over, I see two of the people working on it. One of them, hanging onto the structure for dear life, is a priest, complete with black pants and trousers and the white collar. The other one is dressed the same way. I sort of mumble an apology as I try to hurry past them. The end.
Gee, think I had a crush on DK?
Old enough to know better, but that's never stopped me before.
(Wait there's more!) I was sneaking around, looking for someone... after a few minutes, she appeared: T'Pol, dressed in white. I went immediately to her, sighed and said something like, "Ready to do this?" At this point I realized that this was a clandestine place to get married... where some officiator was secretly marrying couples in large groups. T'Pol looked back at me placidly and said something like, "I am here." Just before we went into the other room to get married, I grabbed her (remember, I'm Trip) and I kissed her. (OMG, she has such soft, supple lips!). After the kiss, I rested my forhead against hers and we stayed like that for a while. Finally I stepped back. I pulled a ring out of my pocket and put it on her finger and smiled. (There was this overtone of anxiety, though, since we were getting hitched in secret).
I made peace with my T'Pol-induced heteroflexibility a long time ago. 
