goat cart

I dreamt last night that I was visiting A and TS. I snuck out early in the morning and walked around their neighborhood. Someone had left a goat with a cart that had squashes in the back. I borrowed the goat and cart and rode it out through town. It was nice, but I knew I needed to get it back to the owner before anyone woke up.  The ride was really nice and going back to the house didn't feel good, it just felt appropriate.  I ended up getting off the cart before I returned it. I had seen some people in the street and didn't want them to see me with it. I felt bad because I didn't return it, but I knew it was a small enough town that it would be returned to the owner easily enough.

When I returned to the house A, T and their kids were up. They were having a breakfast of some sort and the kids were playing with toys. I went outside and someone had kittens. I picked one up. It was white with black spots. I wanted it. Then I picked up anther, black with white spots. The feeling of wanting didn't feel good. I couldn't have cats at my house and I was allergic. It didn't feel good wanting something I couldn't have. Wanting something to change that I had no control over. It felt how I feel at work, wanting circumstances to change that won't and making myself miserable. Not sure why people do that to themselves.