I had a dream where two of my friends were staying at my house. They were lovers but I wasn't jealous. The thing I most remember about this dream was the cold silence and how it was uncomfortably broken by one of us. My friends looked different too how they normally do in reality. One was making tea while I was talking to the other who is one of the warmest people I've ever met but here she was ice cold and I felt, or my words rather, frozen by her. I also felt waves of insecurity coming from her. The friend who was making the tea came back in and sat on her lovers lap and they cuddled. I felt awkwardly excluded but a reassuring hand squeezed mine. There was more silence, unbroken this time. It felt like it should have been in black and white but wasn't.
In reality I do feel "awkwardly excluded" a lot and sometimes there is a reassuring hand in some guise or other just not always, I normally have to ask for it. The insecurity normally emanates from me (I'm normally too busy worrying about myself to see others). I don't know if my friends were representing themselves in this dream. The harshness of the cold upset me in the dream and still does now.
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