The Sonia Show

Writer. Mocker. Beer drinker. Old movie watcher. Mother. Goober.

Only in my dreams


Yeah, so, I don’t want to be one of those bloggers who writes about her stupid dreams but …

The other night I had a dream that mighty, mighty good man David wanted to take naked photos of me. I think he wanted them to be Christmas themed, because there was fake snow around. I know. Weird, right?

So anyway, in the dream, David asked if he could take naked photos of me, and I said, “Only if you Photoshop them after.”

That right, folks. Even in my dreams I don’t have self-esteem.


Author: The Sonia Show

I'm a writer/podcaster/mother/goober in San Francisco who likes to drink beer, shop, laugh and make other people laugh, watch old movies, feed my unhealthy obsession with pop culture, kick breast cancer's ass, go on adventures with my mighty, mighty good man David and my awesome autistic son, Calvin, wear orange and root for the San Francisco Giants, participate in general jackass-ery, talk about TV, eavesdrop on strangers' conversations, make nerdy “Star Wars” and “Simpsons” references, and post personal things about myself on the web for all to read, which makes me some sort of literary exhibitionist.

6 thoughts on “Only in my dreams

  1. You’re beautiful. A

  2. But it is good that you share yourself to peoples, haha.

  3. You hit good points here. When we stress dreams release stress with us nude in them. Great fake snow observation.

  4. I told my husband I had a dream that he cheated on me and his reply was, “that means you know I’m too good for you.”

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