Dating My Own Cousin (Scarlett Johansson)?

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I somewhat remember part of one dream, I had another dream before it but the second dream was longer and more detailed than the first dream and I woke up trying to remember the second dream first because it stood out more to me than the first dream, and so I forgot my first dream unfortunately; and I think that the first dream would have helped my second dream to make more sense because my second dream is unclear/confusing, and I was even confused in the dream on a major important detail/part of the dream.

The second dream/the only dream that I can remember took place at a slightly fictional version of my grandfather’s house that was slightly larger than in real life, and a small family reunion/family gathering (my mom’s side of the family) was taking place there (like in real life at this time but I have not attended it so far); and unlike in real life I went to this small family reunion/family gathering, and some of my indirect family members were there like my aunt ME/aunt DE/aunt VE/aunt RE/aunt SE/uncle CE/uncle JE/some of my cousins/et cetera were there.

I remember things going pretty well surprisingly, some fictional younger indirect family members of mine were probably there as well, and I was having a good time surprisingly; and at some point I remember meeting a woman (I am not sure who she was or why she was there, maybe she was introduced to me, but I was not even sure later in the dream or even now that I am awake) who had whitish-to-light brownish colored skin with maybe somewhat long brownish colored hair who might have somewhat looked like and acted like the actress Scarlett Johansson (I am not sure though and I have only seen two films with Scarlett Johansson in them, and so I am not exactly sure how she acts exactly and I could be wrong about how the unknown woman looked exactly because my memory is too unclear but I think that she slightly had a face similar to Scarlett Johansson), and we started talking.

We both started to have a great time together and maybe some of my fictional family members were with us as well, we got along so well that it seemed like we were dating and/or maybe we did start dating and/or maybe we were dating (I am not sure which if any of those is correct but we did seem to have a possible romantic connection), and I remember us mostly hanging out in a fictional RV (recreational vehicle)-like room that was in the family room; and we had a very good time late into the night.

I just remembered something that was either from the first dream or the beginning of the second dream that seemed so real that I did not know that it was part of a dream, it involved me being either in my parent’s kitchen or my grandfather’s kitchen looking at desserts from the family reunion (in real life my family brought back no desserts and they did not mention any desserts being at the reunion) and my parent’s were in the kitchen as well, and I remember thinking and/or saying: “So there are some desserts!” but that is all that I can remember of this dream fragment

We probably talked, ate, drank, held hands, she probably laid her head in my lap and sat across my lap a few times, we probably were physically close or touching/hugging/et cetera often, and at some point we probably went to sleep together (no sex, just sleeping); and we woke up the next morning, we probably had breakfast, and we left with my family on a small trip to a fictional abandoned house that was familiar to me like I have dreamed of it before in the past.

The abandoned house was a large one-story house I think that still had lots of stuff inside of the house, especially toys, and this house reminded me of areas that are sometimes in dreams that sometimes contain memories/objects from my past; and so this house might have seemed familiar to me because many old objects/toys/et cetera from my past might have been among the many old/dusty items in the house, but I am not sure because I do not remember directly recognizing any objects as being from my past (but I was too busy spending time with the unknown woman).

My family and I had clearly been to this abandoned house before because we were familiar with it and I remember showing the unknown woman around the house as we probably held hands/held each other while walking and talking, and the house actually was a bit scary but I was not scared really because I was familiar with the house and because I was having a good time with the unknown woman so I was too distracted to be afraid but I was a bit cautious sometimes because anyone/anything could be hiding in the house.

At some point we reached the middle of the house near the main entrance and there was a desk with a man behind it who had whitish colored skin with medium length brownish colored hair, and tourists were coming inside of the house to tour it but you had to pay to tour the house; and so the man told us that we had to pay to my surprise, and so I paid for the unknown woman and I while talking to the man about how we never had to pay before.

It seemed that whoever owned the abandoned house was trying to make money from it now, and so they were charging $4-to-$8 a person for tours of the house; and so I asked the man for a discount since I have been to the house several times before in the past it seemed, and so he gave me a discount for the unknown woman.

Some local college students were coming into the abandoned house to donate/leave Christmas gifts on the floor(s) around the house as part of some Christmas gift donation program/tradition or something like that maybe, a male tourist with whitish colored skin with short hair and I thought that this was strange because there were already too many toys/items on the floor around the house, and we felt that those items could be donated instead; and so the male tourist said this out-loud, and a thin female college student with whitish colored skin with long blondish colored hair got angry after hearing his comment and they started arguing about it in front of the desk where the male worker was.

Their argument got so serious that the male worker and I had to calm them down, this helped to avoid a fight, and eventually they stopped arguing and went their separate ways; and I briefly talked with the male worker about the situation after the male tourist and the female college student walked away, and I forgot to mention that the unknown woman with me had left to explore the building some more with my family while I was paying for us earlier and so she was not with me at this time.

I took a moment to think about my relationship with the woman and how well things were going between us, but then I started to wonder if we were really cousins because there was a chance that when she was first introduced to me that she was introduced to me as being my cousin (a first cousin) but I could not remember if this was true or not; and so this started to bother/worry me but I could not remember, but I know that she did not look or act like any of my other cousins that I know.

I did not want to believe that it could be true that we were cousins and so I was afraid to ask, I felt that it could not be true because dating my own cousin goes against my beliefs and is probably illegal and is something that I would probably never do, and so it did not make sense to me; but there was a chance that we both forgot that we were cousins and/or that we did not know that we were cousins, but I would have to ask my family and the unknown woman to be sure.

Things were going so well between us that I hoped that it was not true, so I stood there trying to decide if and/or how should I handle the situation and how should I ask the question of if we are cousins or not, and when should I ask the question; but this situation bothered/worried me so much that I decided to not think about it for now, and I walked off to find the unknown woman and my family so that we could finish touring the house together, but I woke up.

-John Jr

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  1. Yes, yes, I know you are not dreaming the same elements I dream, but the style is so similar. For example, the long narrative, the same type of vagueness at some points, clarity at others, hunches about things, etc. It’s uncanny.

    Being so bold, I would guess the woman is an anima figure. The fact that she turns out to be your cousin might mean she is “related,” a biological variant of yourself, which screams anima to me. Also, your relationship has that anima closeness that I sometimes feel with the counterpart animus I dream~when we are on good terms, that is. 😀

    1. Nice, even more things we have in common and yeah/yes, oddly my mind seems to focus/remember certain details but other details I/it almost never remembers because my mind does not seem to care about them and/or I do not care and/or I have a blind spot went it comes to those details usually (shoes, eye colors, hands, jewelry, clothing styles, what I look like in the dream, et cetera); and in real life have some of those blind spots because I do not like being stared at and I do not like staring at other people, and when looking at other people I often feel/sense/predict/guess/whatever part of how a person might be feeling/thinking and so it is annoying/uncomfortable/stressful for me somewhat (I have problems with social anxiety 😉 ) .

      Thank you for sharing that Ingidisa, I was/am not quite familiar with anima or animus figures and so I had to cheat and look it up on Wikipedia 😉 (I like dreams, I have typed thousands of dreams, but I have not really studied/read about dreams/dream symbols/dream interpretation/et cetera much or at all oddly except for reading/hearing other people’s dreams sometimes when I am lucky), and you could be correct about her character being an anima figure.

      But I am not sure if she really was my cousin or not in the dream, that is why I put a question mark in the title because even in the dream I was not exactly sure near the end, and when I woke up I forgot that important detail which might have been revealed to me when I first was introduced to the woman at my grandfather’s house. 😉

      Thank you once again for taking the time to comment Ingidisa. 🙂

  2. “shoes, eye colors, hands, jewelry, clothing styles, what I look like in the dream, et cetera” Those are some of the things that most catch my eye, shoes, clothing, jewelry and colors. Is it a gender thing?

    “I have problems with social anxiety” Join the club. 😦

    “I was/am not quite familiar with anima or animus figures and so I had to cheat and look it up on Wikipedia” That’s not cheating; it’s learning something new.

    “I am not sure if she really was my cousin” What might be important is how it made you feel to think she was your cousin. That was the tip-off for me that she was related in some way. Maybe she was not specifically your cousin, but you identified with her as familial, therefore your disgust at the taboo. I see the unconscious as amoral, and it is not sensitive to all the niceties of the ego/conscious, which is why it can shock us in dreams so often. We (the “I” in our dreams) take offense at things to which it has a blind eye. I think of it as natural, organic, so it sees things the way nature does. Unless a relationship with your cousin REALLY was such a horrible thing biologically, which it is not, then your unconscious really does not care. The familial relationship stands for something in the language of the unconscious, irregardless of whether your ego/conscious is a prude or not. 😀 😀 😀

    1. I was going to ask the same thing 😀 , yeah, I think that it is often a gender/cultural/social/individual/whatever thing; and that probably also explains some of our other differences when it comes to our dreams. 😉

      I am sorry to hear that, it is definitely not a fun club to be in. 😦

      Thank you for correcting me 😉 , I am not sure why I use the word cheat like that sometimes (a bad habit and maybe I imagine someone pretending to understand something that they do not to seem more intelligent, who knows 😀 ), and you are correct; that is called learning something new. 🙂

      Well said Ingidisa, I think that you are probably correct about what was the important part of that, and I find your thoughts on the this to be pretty intellectual (if that is the proper word) and interesting.

      Thank you for commenting Ingidisa. 🙂

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