I had this very odd dream last night in which I peeled great plates or panels of skin off of my body, particularly my chest and arms and thighs. These plates were the size of trenchers, and heavy enough to warrant two hands. As I took them off, their edges curled and blackened, as if exposed to a fire. I must have removed ten or fifteen of them, each time revealing more of them underneath.
I think the dream has to do with losing weight. Running with the fencing team, stretching, doing sit-ups and push-ups and the plank has definitely helped trim me down a little. Plus there’s the fencing as well. It’s tiring, especially with Clio to walk in the early morning and late evening. But I think it’s working for me. And the dream while sounding weird actually felt very comfortable, even cool. These swathes of skin wanted to come off; it was like unhooking armor and unbuckling it, rather than peeling off skin.
I am tired, though. I’m supposed to take Clio on her walk at about 5:00a, and I’ve overslept; and I really needed to record this dream. It was rather compelling.