Monday, March 02, 2015

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.

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