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Dream Log: August 15, 2001 (person)
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Wed Aug 15 2001 at 18:24:27
Body Switching Jam Session
I arrive with my friends
Thomas
,
Allen
,
Mario
and
Dave
at the house of our friend
Luke
. It's actually his father's old house, built right on the edge of a salt-water bay. Luke lives here with a
housemate
and his father comes every so often to work on the house. The
marina
is right next door and the
mast
s of many
sailboats
poke up into the
dusk
sky. In the side-yard of the small two story house, there's a tiny man-made
inlet
from the seawater that has some unknown function; it's
rectangular
with concrete edges like a 3 x 3 meter
pool
and looks about that deep. We are welcomed by Luke and enter his house. We've never been here before so he gives us a little tour. The living room and kitchen are downstairs and the two bedrooms are upstairs. Luke's dad is adding a small
balcony
to the side of the house that would extend off the bedroom and overhand the front door. It looks about halfway done, a framework of raw
pine
. Dave starts messing around, fake-wrestling with me and rolls me out onto the balcony. I try to fight him off as the delicate structure sways and begins to crumble beneath our weight. Dave pulls back into the bedroom as the balcony collapses into the pool with me. I'm not angry as I get out and re-enter the house. Our plan is to have a little musical
jam session
--after some of our group pick up some
alcohol
and the rest
smoke pot
upstairs. Thomas, Mario and Dave leave while Allen and Luke join me for a smoke. It is at this point that I realize I am not in my own body. Somehow I know that it is in fact Luke's housemate's body. In the mirror I see a
pudgy
-faced,
freckle
d 20 year-old with longish straight black hair. We're upstairs and Luke tells us some girls are coming over to listen to us play so I decide to have fun by styling this guy's (my) hair. I can tell how he usually wears it, hanging down long, but I try slicking it back into a
pony tail
. I used to have
long hair
so it was a strangely familiar sensation to feel all that hair pulling on my
scalp
as I tied it back. The
metaphysical
/
lucid dream
thoughts have now occured to me and I make comments about this body-switching to the other guys, and even wonder aloud what the housemate's actual physical body is doing in the waking world while I'm borrowing it in the
astral
world. It occurs to me that I might have a different
guitar
-style in someone else's body so I pick up a guitar and
reflex
ively play an
improvised
blues
lick
. It sounds pretty good and isn't something I would normally play. We hear the people arrive downstairs and decide that we're finished getting
primp
ed up. As I descend the stairs I hear the voices of my girlfriend and another friend,
Meghann
. The last thing I hear before I awaken to the alarm is the voice of my
ex-girlfriend
,
Radha
, who is also there (and
who I am meeting for lunch today
).
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