Breathe In...Breathe Out

The other night, I had a hug dream -- not a sex dream, but a hug dream. In it, I was hugged in separate scenarios by three different men: a good-looking, trash-talking, tough married guy with whom I used to work, Andy Sipowicz and Mike Farrell (from M*A*S*H). With each hug, I felt safe and protected. I realize anyone who analyzes dreams could have a field day with this, looking at what each man symbolizes, and assigning them to different aspects of myself, but my first, and most practical, guess is that because right now I'm not feeling safe or protected, I'm seeking this in my dreams. Or maybe I just need a hug. Or maybe I need to toughen up. Or something. Hmm.