Since my certain age, I have this type of dreams where I realise I’m naked.
They are not erotic or sexy, rather embarrassing. It’s this kind of dream where I’m in a public place and in the middle of some action I am realising I am naked, and I shouldn’t be. I’m vulnerable and I should seek something to cover myself with.
I guess everyone has this type of dreams, and they’re normal to have.
But the interesting thing is that from what I can remember from those dreams, I’ve learned to give zero fucks about it. It’s not even the thought ‘weird, I don’t remember how I happened to be naked here, must be a dream,’ but rather something like ‘weird, I don’t remember how I happened to be naked here, but anyways, what I was about to do?’
And each time it feels like some external force puts me into this embarrassing position I shouldn’t be, but instead of reacting to it and be embarrassed, I shrug and keep walking naked and the whole point of that external force is getting lost.
It feels like a victory over someone, maybe myself, maybe some gods of dreams. A bold ‘oh fuck you already.’
I wonder what could that be and why it happens. What helped me getting away from it. I’ve been sleeping naked for as long as I can remember, before we got kids. (Now I have my pyjamas.)
Maybe my reaction was ‘well, if I’m naked here, it should be just a dream, and I know I sleep naked, so fuck you whoever you are who put me there naked. Expecting me to get embarrassed. I’m not, fuck you again.’
I like this. After all, people shouldn’t be ashamed of being in their bodies. Surely, there are places inappropriate for being naked, but even if that happens to anyone, not a worst thing to happen, if that’s not a winter.
Maybe Adam and Eve shouldn’t have been embarrassed, and they lost their paradise because, well, they’ve got stupid by eating that apple. Not smart.
Seriously, what a pair of prudes!
Fuck them both, and their snake too. That served them just right. Both should have better things to worry about. Maybe that was the real reason they were expelled. The metaphor that would mean that if you’d got that stupid to have nothing else to focus on, well GTFO of the paradise!
You’ve got naked? Oh, so what? So fucking what?
Was it cold there? If it was, you wouldn’t be naked in the first place.