Dream

I had another good long dream that was hard to remember.  I was in this building.  My mom was there, and my dad was also in the dream.  There was a huge building where I stayed.  I guess something was being filmed.  Anyway, this was a castle.  Our house was in a castle.  It was like an elaborate castle, a sorta mansion sized castle.  I don't remember what Tim Burton did this time, but I guess I've really gotten to know him from posting about him and seeing his videos of him.  So, I'm not perverted, but anyway I got this idea from his interview.  I had a good time around him.  For some reason, though, we were like on the floor and I was on top.  I was just playing, but I think he was hugging me and kissing me.  I probably kissed him back?  He kissed me on the face, like maybe the lips, big juicy kisses.  He said he only kisses his wife and me.  He's not really married, but they have kids.  I don't know why they aren't married nor why Johnny Depp didn't marry his girlfriend, with whom he has 2 pre-teen kids.  I was really sad when he left, though.  Anyway, he was visiting me initially, I guess, and gave me a sleeveless shirt, like the ones I see at Wal-Mart, the sorta scratchy stretchy material I don't get.  Something was about to happen.  I left to go somewhere, and so did he.  I know there was a fancy chair there, too.  So, it was sad and I was really sad.  I think I saw someone who used to live in the front of the castle.  I don't remember all we did.  She had a new set of parents.  They were older, casual people, maybe around age 60-65.  They were both obese.  The mother "didn't have much of a figure" and dyed her hair like reddish, and the father was more obese.  She went away with them, and I went back with my mom.  I went and slept on a sofa, which was like my grandma's house, this time arranged with 3 sofas.  I moved around them.  I kept wanting to stimulate myself but not like directly.  It was so bad, I was thinking of doing it on a person.  It was something tacky where I wanted to get stimulated, in a radical way.  It was a very submissive feeling.  My dad got upset he knew I wanted to get a pillow and put myself all over it.  I was under blankets on 2 or 3 sofas I was on, too.  It was time to get up, and I guess breakfast was being gotten.  I think, happily for me, after that, or maybe before, Tim Burton was supposed to visit me, you know for an hour or possibly 2 or possibly less.  It was supposed to be fun, again, more civilized and contained.  I was really looking forward to it.  It was just going to be fun and yes I would feel a lot because that's what happens when you see people you like, I'd hope.  Like, I was feeling all over.  It wasn't anything inappropriate other than how I described.  I was pretty sad, anyway, when he didn't actually come at all again.  I was left wondering if he ever would come.  It was in some room in this castle, which was kinda public.  It was going to be very contained and proper.  Just good fun.  However, I woke up, to feeling like I was before I went to bed, stimulated.  I don't know why I feel stimulated every time I get in bed.  However, something bothered me, and I stopped feeling as stimulated and ending up stimulating myself physically.  It didn't work, and I was happy for it.  I tried twice.  I am feeling better now, but after I wrote this dream I feel drained.  I was gonna get up and sing.  Maybe, I'll go eat and work out.  I might have the living area to myself.  I'll download Kate Bush's new version of "Running up That Hill," which she sung at the closing ceremony of the Olympics.  She's been singing but not performing since the 80s.  Well, I already have it on iTunes but will put it on my cell phone for if I run.  The other song I have is Orla Fallon's "Carrickfergus."  The other recording of her I like is the YouTube of her doing "Orinoco Flow" or "Sail Away," Enya's most famous song, I think, I'm pretty sure, or used to be, at least in Florida.  So, anyway, now I feel kinda bad, like I was put off being stimulated and then tried to stimulate myself, had to, happy it didn't happen.  I guess it won't.  :)