Crazy-Ass Dreams (Long & Labyrinthine)
The only possible interpretation I can come up with for this dream (and its pile of ladies) is this:
It’s been so long since I’ve done my laundry that I’ve started to see the pile of poly-cotton, rayon, & denim that’s overflowing out of the plastic basket in my bedroom not as loads of laundry, but as loads of ladies. Well, at least they’re all hugging, and not fighting.
PS Any of you know which temperature to set the washing machine dial on for clothing that’s already been through my subconscious spin cycle?