I don’t know why but one exact item constantly comes back in my dreams: a bicycle. Sometimes I’m in a race, other times someone is chasing me and I escape with it or I simply ride on it on a bridge. This two wheeled vehicle is always returning. So I looked up what it could mean and I came up with this:
“All vehicles symbolize our passage through the journey of life. Since the bicycle is usually acquired earlier in life than a car, it could be pointing out some of your adolescent tendencies. If you are a teenager, then it may be a routine way of getting around. Riding a bicycle in your dream may symbolize a need for balance and hard work in order for you to succeed in a current endeavor. Some think that the bicycle could also represent your need for some type of assistance. Consider all of the details in your dream, including whether you are traveling up or down the road.”
Balance or assistance….yeah, well, I need to work things out, who doesn’t?
And by the way, if I ever wanted a bicycle I would buy this beauty (Christmas, anyone??? It’s an Alta bike 😉 ) :
I’ll be home for the whole week…yes, I’m ill. Never mind the report I had to write for the year of 2008 and 2009. Wonderful.
Anyway, I’ve been dreaming about you 2 days in a row now. Aaaand been listening to the music what my great friend has sent me during the last 6 years….wow, time keeps going and going…
Will crawl back to my warm bed….counting sheep…and the dreams come again…
My parents have recently celebrated their 25 years of marriage. Unbelievable, isn’t it? And my mom got a diamond ring from my father. After all these years, 2 kids, two houses, two successful carriers.
I wonder if I could experience that as well. Because I want to. I want to live my life with my wife ’till we die, love her with all my hart, want to raise our children, live in peace, have close friends who are always there for me and vice versa. I want to live my life just like anybody else without any fear, resentment or refusal.
Is it just a dream? Or the question subconsioucly popping in my mind: do I deserve it?