Bed dreams

After a long period of nothing much, I have two dreams in succession and both involving beds.

The first was Saturday night. I dreamt that I was in bed with David which was unsettling as I was actually in bed with David. I think there were other beds in the room which were occupied but this isn't really relevant to the dream.

Anyway, there was someone or something down the hall trying to get my attention. I ignored it but it persisted. I don't know how I knew this thing wanted my attention; I just did. Then I noticed the bedroom door was ajar so I go up and went to the other bedroom. Actually, in the strange way you can in dreams, I think I went from David's bedroom in his house to my bedroom in my house. Clever, eh?

There was a skeleton in the bed. I couldn't see it clearly but I knew it was there. I could see its outline under the sheets and could touch its bones through the sheets. I couldn't see its face clearly. It spoke to me with David's voice and told me it was called Mercedes and he realised something at London Wall.

I woke up then and although I wasn't frightened in the dream, I was actually petrified at that point and didn't want to get up to go to the loo. I had to wake David to get him to give me a cuddle.

I've had a go at interpreting this but haven't really got anywhere. I think my subconcious is telling me I need to get back to my self (my bed, my house, bones are at the centre of people?).

The second dream was last night and was shorter and more pleasant. I think. I dreamt I was in bed with my boss and we were having sex in a sort of caring loving sort of way.

He is not gay and I do not fancy him. Why was I dreaming of making love with my boss? No, I've no idea either.

It's just occurred to me that while I was having the second dream I was actually in my own bed. Could that be significant?