peels

I dreamt that I woke up and BW was over. We were snuggling. He had come over the night before but I didn't remember. He said it seemed I had something to drink... but I didn't remember anything. not coming home, not going out, nada. I went to the kitchen to get water and noticed I had made some spicy sweet potato dish. There was sauce in a pan and peels in the sink. How could I have accomplished this with no memory of it?

ladder climbing

I dreamt that I worked in a building. It felt like a temporary or contract job, as I felt I was new there and wouldn't be there long. We had to go up this staircase to the top where we would work. I had done this once before and made it, but I knew what was ahead of me and didn't like it, almost to the point of quitting. The staircase became smaller and smaller as it spiraled up through floors and rafters. Pipes and beams of wood crossed overhead and you had to squeeze your body between some places and could not stand up without hitting your head. I have never been a claustrophobic type, but I was feeling that way now.

Knowing I had to go back down the same way I started looking for an alternate exit route. The building was 11 stories tall but I will willing to take whatever ladder I could find down. I stopped to wonder if that was dangerous in high heel shoes and carrying a small dog and  purse (no idea where the dog came from), but I decided it was worth it to have the free feeling.

windows

I dreamt that I was in a house, I guess my house. It was night and was milling around half dressed in pjs. At some point I was sitting on the edge of a plush chair and examining my skin, my toes... I was in the living room and from there could see the front door, which had a window with an open shade on top, a picture window  and into the hall that lead to the kitchen and another side door with a window.

I heard a slight noise and looked up. I noticed that the door knob was turning. I ran to it quickly to shut and lock the door. I saw a man outside with a creepy grin on his face knowing he'd been caught. He was dressed  conservatively with a red sweater with a horizontal stripe through the middle, a collar poking out the top covered by a dad type jacket and hair that was perfectly groomed. He was saying something to me, but all I heard was a guy wants to get in here and will say anything to do it. A friend of his stood behind him with a box of pizza. Does this work for them??

I went through the house and made sure it was secure and then felt secure.

whisper person

I dreamt that I was in bed but it felt like someone was there. It was BW. He was there but felt like a ghost. He felt like wind or mist. I could move my arm and feel something like wind as opposed to nothing. I could almost feel his hair on my face and then it seemed like I could feel the weight of him. I put my arms out and tried to hold on to him to see if there was anything there that was solid. My arms closed around me as though there was nothing there, but then they stopped on something solid about 6 inches wide. It was him... then the solidness expanded and he felt like a full body, but still no legs... they were a whisper behind him. He could float around and be solid and then not.

woke up to this in my head... sesame street (minus the puppets)

Sunny Day 
Sweepin' the clouds away 
On my way to where the air is sweet 

Can you tell me how to get, 
How to get to Sesame Street 

Come and play 
Everything's A-OK 
Friendly neighbors there 
That's where we meet 

Can you tell me how to get 
How to get to Sesame Street 

It's a magic carpet ride 
Every door will open wide 
To Happy people like you-- 
Happy people like 
What a beautiful 

Sunny Day 
Sweepin' the clouds away 
On my way to where the air is sweet 

Can you tell me how to get, 
How to get to Sesame street... 
How to get to Sesame Street 
How to get to... 

misinterpret

I dreamt that I was in my car. I had slept in the back seat under a fluffy comforter. I woke up in the morning and decided to go into my friends' house. As I was trying to shut the car door, the comforter kept getting stuck in the door. I saw that a police car was parked half a block down the street. I knew if I kept trying to shut the door unsuccessfully, they might assume something suspicious was up. I kept it up anyway and finally was able to shut the door. I turned around and there the police were with some sort of Velcro handcuffs and questions about my sobriety.  I had told them that I had just decided to sleep in the car the night before and I actually did belong to a house on the street. They walked me up to the house and my friends vouched for me and the police let me go.

I was in the house and SK was playing video games with my brother and CK was watching a movie with my dad. I felt a bit out of sync wit the group. I decided to sit on the floor behind all of the action and go through my things. 

open door

I dreamt that I was watching a somewhat interactive theatrical performance. Part of it was in a large old historical building with spacious rooms, tall ceilings and open spaces. Each room had a piece of the story and they didn't necessarily need to be seen in order, as all added to the story and you would create the connection organically instead of being lead through. I saw people leaving one room looking a little frightened. I went in and the door opened only to a small balcony that overlooked a dark room lit with fire. It was sort of hell with a demon of sort with large horns. It felt real and that this thing should be something you are scared of, that it could escape if you let the door open, your devour you if you kept the door closed. I walked out and left the door open. I felt it would be ok. This story was almost over. I went out onto the steps outside through the large entrance doors. It was still light outside and people were milling about. A funny looking limo drove up and I noticed it was the writer and other creatives showing up for the party at the end of the night. It looked like they had already started, in good humor and all smiles. They were dressed in early 60's hip. It looked nice on them.  They walked on and another larger and more classic limo showed up and it looked as though they were going to push the other out of the way. I ran up to it to see if I could save the odd little limo from being damaged. This group in the large limo were wealthy. They had shown up for the show, but it was too late. I advised them that there was another spot around the corner, just a moped needed to be moved (safely) and it would be fine, They accepted and a few of us moved the moped.

lost evening

I dreamt that I was working with RMcM. We were getting along great and I was so glad that he was going to be a partner on projects. I fell asleep with these nice thought but then woke up in completely different house, I was with some blond guy that I didn't know. It was as if I was drugged and had a day and night full of incidents that I had no recollection of. There were two women there as well. They all could tell that I was of it and felt lost. One of them asked the other girl if she thought that I remembered her and I kissing. I felt sick. What else did I do?

Full Bill

I dreamt that I was at a sauna place. Everyone was naked and it was just normal. They people were nice and nothing was strange. I thought about putting a top on, but instead of seeming like somethng prudent, it was almost the opposite and seemed more risque. I decided against it, as I didn't want people to think I was trying to be sexy. I went in for a bit with friends and then we left to get dressed in the locker room and then to go to a bar.

The bartender was a nice man, a bit of a care taker for some of us. I ordered a Manhattan and sat at a table waiting for a girlfriend. When she finally came out, my drink was finished. She offered to get me another drink that she liked and I said sure. We sat at the bar and I started feeling woozy. I told her that I had better not have another and I asked for the bill. He gave us the bill and it was short a drink. I thought Yes!  a treat, I would just tip extra, but pay less in the end. Then I turned and saw the waitress's face.  A face that said she would not get her full credit on sales. I felt a pang of guilt and made sure that the receipt was righted and I paid in full. 

backseat bear

I dreamt that I was with M&P. We were trying to leave the city to get away from some natural or un natural disaster or thing. They wanted to stop at the bank first. We were in a black SUV and while waiting, I noticed a bear outside. At first I thought it was neat... but then I thought that it might come in the car. We had food and it would draw its attention. It did. The bear came at the door and ended up going through the back seat where I was sitting. It chased me through to the other door.  I was able to get away. I was thinking to run around the car and jump in again and close and lock the doors. Then the bear turned into a cow/bull.. and somehow could still get through. I was yelling at them to hurry. They ran back to the car and we escaped.

oscars

I dreamt that I was going to an event. I was wearing a red dress I had only worn once, so I was happy to have a chance to wear it again. The event was the Oscars, but it was a little different. At the dream Oscars, it was an all day event.  You arrived early and you watched all of the movies that were up for a win. I needed to use the ladies room, so I got up and left. The restrooms were all full or dirt. Each stall was a bit messy and I couldn't find one that I wanted to use. The sinks were even messy. As I walked by, I lifted my dress as not to get anything on it. I walked back outside and there was a man waiting for me. We knew each other a bit, but not completely. There was still flirtation that can still exist with a new relationship. He was sweet and didn't want me to go back to movies. I enjoyed his company and I didn't care much for the film we were watching that starred Ethan Hawke, so I stayed with him.

It began to snow. I saw a cottage not far off and for some reason wanted to see it, so I walked there while he waited and walked back.

The time seemed to pass and we were older, had our own home and seemed to still have the same adoration towards each other.

I was in a towel and mailman was coming. It felt like I couldn't hide away anywhere in the house, so I decided to go the the neighbors house until he left. They had been away on a holiday. I was in their sun room. They were an older couple and I saw that they had decorated their mail table with small pine trees it was sweet and fake snow. It was sweet.

drying time

I dreamt that I was with some friends KS & SK. We were returning from some event in the city and were trying to find the best way back via transit and by foot. We walked here and there, hopping on trains and off. We felt like we were headed in the right direction, but not speedily. We stopped at one fountain that had large boulders and platforms to sit on. I had been there before and remembered how the water was always perfect to put your feet in. KS had gone on her way and so I told SK about it. She threw her watch over to a stone and decided to go in the water to get it. When she jumped to the stone, the watch fell in the water. I urged her to go in and get it quickly before the watch was ruined, but she seemed to take her time. She went in and found it and brought it to me. I figured if we dried it and took it apart and let it air dry, it might just be ok. 

scent remover

I dreamt that I was at table. I felt a bit like I was at a bazaar or a school event, as I wasn't at a dining table or at work, but it felt like there was hustle bustle. I was sharing a table with a middle eastern man. He gave me two boxes of what looked like last holiday's packaging of sweets. I thought he must have bought them on discount, but it was a nice gesture. Each box had several miniature versions of different sweets, tarts and cakes. I had a three layer serving tray. Initially I had poured the box on to the tray, but then I decided to treat each item as a gem, and arranged them in a pattern. I did this partly because it was pretty, but partly to show appreciation to the man.

The scene changed and I was in a house, but with a similar feel of open to what might come by like the table. The walls were open with only supports between rooms. There were sheer curtains that gave the feeling of separation between rooms. People that were in the house had left and I was alone. I was looking forward to it but then I heard someone at the door. I couldn't really pretend I wasn't there as they could see me through the curtains. The stepped in through one of the walls with a case in hand. It was a mother, blond, late 40s and her daughter, a late teen and bobbed dark brown hair.

She opened her case and said ok... this is what you wanted. Then I remembered, I had requested this woman's help and now I was glad they just came through the walls. In the case were glass tubes. She was going to capture my scent... pheromones etc. and that of my mother's with the goal being I would clear mine of all recognition or resemblance from my mother's scent. The woman left, leaving the case for me to complete the process. Her daughter stayed and followed me around like a puppy. She as uncomfortably interested in me and I wasn't sure what to do with her.

Time passed and I was alone again for a second when my mother appeared. I was nervous, as I didn't want her to see the case or know what I was doing. I'm not sure if it was because I didn't want her to be insulted or that I didn't want her to intervene. The case had two layers so I could lock the tubes in the lower half and reveal a faux makeup layer. I quickly locked the one part and was showing her items on the top.