So I have a dream last night. At the time it was rather vivid, almost like it was real, yet I knew it was not. I was watching myself in the dream and knew that it was a dream, yet I had little to no control over it. I even distinctly remember color. As I write this, Its mostly faded, but if I think hard enough I can retrieve most of it.

So, I walk into this store... Its a mix of a sex store/novelty shop, but as soon as I walk in I can see they don't have what I'm looking for. The guy behind the back counter somehow knows exactly what it is I want and directs me through the double glass doors i nthe back to the other side of the shop. Between the two main shops is a little japanese like garden and I walk on a side walk. Towards the other end I stop. The door to the other part of the shop faces me and I stand underneath this large tree. I distinctly remember its bark brown, and leaves green, but the tree is more like a kids book tree, not distinct details, just the outline and colors. There is a bench beneath the three but I do not sit on it. I seem to remember one of those park type grills on the right side of the bench.

This girl in glasses walks up. She had dark brown hair and a round (not fat, just round) white face with soft features, yet a sharp outline similar to the tree, but more distinct. I've never seen this girl to my knowledge. She is pretty but not really my type. She hands me this half dollar size, peach shaped, food item that is dark red in color but not shiny. The vivid part of the dream is that the item had a name. The name was repeated over and over throughout the dream from this part on, but I don't exaclty know the source of the name. What seems to have come through was it was either a Gonzola, Gorgonzola, Gondola or something. It apparantly had seeds becuase I was instructed to be intensely sure not to swallow a seed or there would be dire circumstances. I didn't seem to gather a frightened feeling or even apprehensive, just understanding that I shouldn't eat a seed. I dont' know if it was supposed to be poisonous, cause flatulance or vomiting, or just general discomfort. The instructions were that I should coutn the seeds before eating it to ensure I had them all when done in case I swallowed one. I didn't get th eimpression that if I did swallow one, that I could undo my mistake. Whatever it was, either I dont' eat the seed, or suffer the consequences whatever they were. I remember somehow eating the food but not all at once. I even seem to remember it tasted something like an apple. Afterwards, I just kept thinking I hope I didn't eat a seed of the NAME (substuting NAME becuase I'm not sure exactly which name was the correct one from previous outline above) or not, but I didn't have a feeling of worry, mostly just curious wondering if I did or not. I entered the other part of the shop and it was more explicit in nature. Some people came down from the stairs in the back that I knew but they didn't seem important. The girl was still with me but not talking. There was a wall and case of personal lubricants but none of the kind I wanted (apparantly I wanted to buy lube....). Suddenly the kind I wanted appeared on the shelf behind the case to the rigth, and I specificially asked for the "ID Glide" and the cashiere gave it to me. I distinctly remember the girl becoming incredibly embarrased and remaning that way, whiel the instructions about the seed kept pounding at my head. Then I woke up.

Thing is, I'm not into girls, I'm gay. I havn't eaten anything with seeds in sometime that I can recall, and I have no clue what the fruit/vegetable was or why I wanted personal lubricant of such a specific kind. I usually have control of my dreams when I recognize that I'm dreaming but this one I did not. Whatever in the world could this strangeness mean?

Very vivid imagery!

The fruit was red and tasted like an apple. I get religious symbolism here. Have you been tempted by "forbidden fruit" recently?

Seeds get planted and grow. And the dream is warning you not to plant that forbidden "seed" which is a metaphor for new idea or experience.

The name could be a play on words. If it's something sexual, perhaps it referred to the venereal disease gonorrhea.

If the dream was about food and health and not sex, maybe it stood for granola.

It could also be a partial spelling of a word you saw that day in an ad, on a billboard, or label.

I could see some of that now... stil weirded me out.