Dreams and Realities

For some reason I've had a few dreams where I'm buying doughnuts. Well, I never actually get them and eat them. The whole time I'm trying to find a way to get them and buy them. Of course this causes me to want them when I wake up! Since I had to take the bus today I needed to break my five and what better way to break it than buy a doughnut I've been dreaming of. Weird, I know, but it sure was damn satisfying!

On the other hand I had a very weird dream about an actor. Apparently we had a class together and he showed up in a suit. He seemed weird and everyone else seemed to think so too. I displayed some emotion of confusion or boredom, something that translated to feeling uncomfortable in the class. It was like I didn't understand something and he was trying to reassure me. Next thing I know he's taken a pair of my undies that appeared from nowhere and raised his voice to ask the teacher something while everyone turned to look at the display. As it unfolded in front of me, I quickly became so embarrassed and tried to sneak out of the room as fast as I could to avoid humiliation. I wandered around for a while not wanting to go back till the class was over. I visited a teacher from my high school and suddenly I was walking with all my stuff next to that actor asking why he did what he did. He didn't give a direct response, not that I can recall, but I began to analyze him. I said to him "Let me guess your dad is one of those 'You have to be a lawyer' and 'You'll do what I say you'll do' type." I must've said this because I sensed that he felt out of place and wasn't there for himself, but for his dad. I was trying to understand him and the last thing I remember was gently stroking his pinky finger with my thumb, index, and middle fingers which he somehow didn't seem to notice. And then I woke up wondering "huh? What was that all about?"

I'd rather not say who exactly it was, just 'cause I think it's weird.

Now, back to reality.

I've finally got myself to work on my shorts. I spent most of yesterday working on another sample and tweaking things here and there. The waistline is pretty high, or I seem to think so because I myself have a high waist. Sometimes I hate it, but I'm stuck with it. Doing fittings is weird because the samples are made with muslin fabric and its not the most flattering color.

This time around I've detached the cuff and made them a little shorter. The next fitting I will decide if I want to lower the waistline at least to my natural waist. I can't wait to actually use the fabric I've planned for. It's a little rough, but hasn't been washed anyway.