Linen

I dreamt that TMB and I started a company. I'm not sure if it was fabrics or clothing, but it was a company based on work life balance. The building was surrounded by grounds and had a large park in the middle. People could go for walks on the paths to let their mind  have a break, or come with new ideas. There was a sense of play in the atmosphere, but also a sense that people cared about each other, the work and thriving as a whole. The people were all dressed in linen and I think that was the name of our company as well. It felt at one point like I was watching a small video about the company with employees laughing and splashing water at each other in the park. It was a bit cheesy as far as an advert goes, but the idea was nice. 

rhino pup

I dreamt I received a new puppy. I say received because I did remember wanting one, looking for one, or purchasing one. I was walking down the sidewalk with two little dogs on leashes trailing behind. It seems I already had a dog.  I looked back to see what looked like a little white puff ball and a little gray puff ball bouncing along. They were not any breed that exists. I didn't get a good look at my original dog, which was the white one, but I did stop to look at the new pup. It looked like a baby rhino about the size of a cantaloupe. It's fur made it look sound and it was fuzzy and soft. It's little head which was rhino like had a small difference. It didn't have a horn on the tip of its snout, but instead it was on top of its head more like a unicorn. It was pretty adorable.  

freedom

I dreamt that I had two boys, 2 and 4 years old.  I had a partner that I wanted nothing to do with... It actually felt worse than a prison, because I had made the choice to begin it all.  I felt obligated to my choice. But I felt like I would rather have death than be in that relationship. The person wasn't so horrible, but I couldn't be there anymore. Then there were the children... I initially felt like he  couldn't take them.. they should be mine.  I didn't want to live without them, I loved them so much. But I didn't want his influence on them ...  Then I recognized the life I would have, visitation, decisions, coordinating and I felt angst and trapped. I didn't want this life. I didn't want to have to be tied to him, to schedules, to ...   My mother had me over to talk about things... I knew where it was going... a list of everything I "should" do... I didn't want any of it. It was a nightmare. 

discomfort

I dreamt that a older fella was laying in my bed in a suit. He seemed regal, mustache, overcoat, cain.  It was a studio apartment, so the bed was more like a piece of furniture. That part wasn't odd. I noticed blood coming from his ear. It was about to go all over my white duvet. I felt a moment of tension, then let it go. It could be cleaned or replaced. What this man was going through was more... I think he was at the end and knew it. I could feel his mind running through his memories and letting go.

4 headed poodle

I dreamt that I was trying to use a camera. This camera was a little different thought. It was semi-transparent white plastic, maybe 4x6x.5.  There was one bit that stuck out at the top which looked like a clear lens where you look through to frame your photo.  I noticed when I looked through it, it was all blurry. Maybe I was looking through the wrong side, so I turned it around, but that felt off and still blurry.  Maybe I didn't know how to use it, or maybe it was broken.

I looked to my friends who looked at me with faces of "umm no it works..."  So I tried my left eye and I could see much more clearly. It wasn't the camera, it was my vision. I had never had my eyes checked in my adult life. I had always had good vision.  I guess it was time for an eye check.

I knew where was a well touted place called Visage. It was expensive, the owner was a bit snooty maybe, but I would be happy. There was also another place owned by a woman with short black hair, middle aged, a bit not nice.  I just happened be standing right next to that one.

It seems my impatience won over my love for  satisfaction and I went to inquire about an exam. I wa in a showroom of glass frames and I saw her come out of an office. She seemed pleasant enough and I told her my situation. She stated the obvious, that it would be an good idea for a checkup. I looked past her to her office and saw that she had dogs. She said "oh yes, they come with me every day."  There was a 4 headed poodle and a couple of other older dogs. She said "They are frail-ish but nice. Sometimes my patients get uneasy, especially during surgery.  It would be a tragedy if a dog barked and caused a patient to move or for me to jump. But it hasn't happened."   (Yet... I"m thinking... )

date

I dreamt that I was going to have a date with DavidM. I went to his home and met some people... roommates? relatives? They were pleasant and greeted me. I was all dressed up in a gauzy dress and felt a little stupid. It looked like a prom dress.. I think I was excited for the date and wanted to treat it special.  I had pants on under though just in case.

I came in and sat down. D said the date wasn't tonight.. It was supposed to be on Friday.. but would I like to stay and watch a movie? We sat on the sofa and they had me balance a projector on my lap so that it was high enough for all to see. D wanted to lay his head in my lap. He looked at the projector and grimaced. He looked around the room and saw a box, picked it up, plopped it on the coffee table and moved the projector.. Then snuggled up to my lap.

teeth

I dreamt that I wanted my teeth fixed. I was in an old house type place, or just an more classic wood paneled office and TMB said she could do them for me. She had worked for a dentist and knew how to do it.  She started working on them and they all fell out. I oddly wasn't panicked. I knew that the office was insured and this just meant that the dentist would fix them, do a better job and now for free because they created the issue in the first place.

I left there and walked through the building. It turned out to be a very old hotel ... lots of wood, lots of green, dim lighting. It had a nice feeling. I was walking through rooms and down halls and noticed someone had some old things out. There were trinkets, pendants, old pins... then there were old war medals and pins as well. They felt like treasures.

closed

I dreamt that I was at antique store.. it is piled with things. I look for anything I might like... but rethink... I don't need to spend money. I see some old things I guess I had left there on consignment ... dresses etc. I become sentimental as if I wanted them back but reminded myself.. I had already decided to let them go and at the time it felt good. I re-situated them to so they presented better and would be sold. I felt as though my grandma was there somehow. I walked over to a gadget.. it was a food warmer. It was nicely designed with a metal pedestal and the top had two sections to place food... I guess so you could have two different dishes that wouldn't mix. The cord was an old cloth cord and then it had a lid as well. It was kind of a nice idea... just a food warmer, that was pre- microwave times. I looked at the metal label that was affixed to the side... I forgot what it had said, but was the brand name and model number. I liked it. I saw that it was worn a bit on one edge, but it was in much better condition than others I had seen.

Then the store started looking emptier and emptier.. they were closing. They had sold the store and everything was being taken away. I felt anxious. Was I missing something? Would I miss the store? the people?  I walked into the back storage area. The shelves were mostly empty. I saw an old decorative bottle of scotch. I thought.. I'll take that. The owners were already long gone and were not coming back and everything else was going to charity. I felt a bit guilty about it though. My friend RH walked in. He was giving me the background scoop on the situation and I decided to leave the bottle and go.

easily impressed

I dreamt that I was hanging out with Mick Jagger. We were practicing American accents. His was a bit on the nasal side.. but I was trying to think.. maybe they do sound that way. It was fun, light hearted... kicking around and sounding funny.

Then we were in some gymnasium but it was also kind of a bar, also kind of a entertainment venue??

This girl showed up, I guess she was kind of with us, Isla Fisher. She started going around the floor, pointing her toes as she walked stylistically across the room. Then it seemed as though she was doing flips in the air, when I noticed she was on a trapeze. She kept on doing flips, cartwheels, sliding across furniture... Mick was entranced. This petite little red head was dancing around as if a three year old performing for her parents... and he loved every bit of it. Thought she was the most amazing thing.

Was I jealous?  I don't think so?? I just was in aw that someone could be so impressed with so little.  Maybe also how impressed she was with herself, although innocently so.

Then she walked over to a beige leather chiropractic or ?? medical table... going head first she decided to slide down to the feet, but landed wrong. She hurt herself pretty badly. It thought maybe she couldn't move, but proceeded to walk into the hall... stumbled and then fell on her back.

A female service worker noticed and ran to her. I felt she wanted to help and then spread papers all over the ground. Insurance type things, to make sure she would be covered and cared for. The manager of the building initially walked right over the woman, but then noticed the potential for lawsuit.

moonlighting

I dreamt that I found myself having a second job. It wasn't to last long, and I have no idea how I signed up for it, but I was assisting a friend to do house cleaning. We mainly had to vacuum carpets and sweep floors. No bathrooms, kitchens or windows. I thought why not... we were on Christmas break and I could ear some extra cash. The first place was simple enough... a dark brownish red carpeted studio. We were in and out lickity split.

Then we entered the next place. Well I stood there at the front door and was spacing out and forgot to knock. Then the door opened to a man in light blue boxers. I quickly closed my eyes as I wasn't sure all openings were closed, but he invited me in to start. This place was much larger and much much messier. A cute young man was sitting on a dining chair and held up a black little fluffy puppy. I cooed at it and then started working. Sweeping up quite a mess in the kitchen, then I moved on to vacuuming. I don't know where my friend went off to, but I know he was cleaning... and it would be one less thing for me to do. I realized I had to tidy up their floor a bit to even get to the carpet, so started stacking and organizing, which I kind of enjoyed. I turned to notice that I didn't do a very good job of sweeping and paused to decided if I should continue with my stacking and vacuuming project? or finish up the floor. I chose the floor.

More people poured in, and it seems they were having a gathering. I saw sheet of music, some older people...it seems they were getting together to practice.

more

I dreamt that I was going somewhere with a group of people. We were walking as if we were tourists, walking on an intended path... although we had never been there before, we just knew where we were coming from and the destination. That there was some space we had to traverse to get from a to b.

I wasn't paying much attention as I was just trusting we would get there. It was enough that I knew we all wanted the same thing and that someone with us was moving us forward.

We arrived at a location. Our guide looked at me with wide eyed expectantly. He was like a cat that just brought me a dead mouse. I took a deep breath as I took in the view. It was a vast golden stairway leading down to water... across from it was a wall of golden bricks. On the bricks were various sculptures, some just round faces and some abstract. The guide... my friend, took my camera and pointed it to focus on one of the sculptures. It was beautiful with the light perfectly casting shadows to make the details more precise. I took the camera in my hand and quickly went to focus on another sculpture... then another... they were blurry and I couldn't make out the details. I realized he showed me the best vision on the wall and I took it for granted and shortened the experience by needing to find my own vision. I wanted to find the one he showed me again, but I couldn't seem to locate it. I felt a little stupid... but had I another chance, I probably would have done the same thing. Not knowing it was the best, I went to seek out more.

We traversed the water and he left me at his home. It was beautiful, although a bit over run with books, items, old papers... It was messy, but that almost made it more interesting and cozy.

I looked around a bit and starting feeling like it was my own. I'm not sure if hours, days or months passed... but the group was coming back to retrieve me. It was enough time to not want them there, in what now seemed mine and my friend's place. 

hidden spaces

I dreamt that I was in an old house. I felt like I was visiting some relative ... one that was distant enough that I was treated politely, yet didn't feel like I was intruding.  The house was dark, full of wood floors and walls. It was in the country and had plenty of land surrounding it. I walked up to what was to be my room during my stay. It was an attic type space with vaulted ceilings and a window at each end. There was a young man in there, short, stocky and blondish. I want to say that he felt neutral, but it was more that he was open to possibility and that is all that he could envision. No past, nothing negative....

He was eager to show me my room. He motioned to how much space I had, and then walked to the window. It became sliding doors. I could feel his appreciation and it became my own. Then he walked me through them and out on to the roof. He motioned to a secret space that was covered. I could enjoy the outside, the solitude and be protected from the elements. I couldn't wait to use it.

He the nodded out passed the rooftop to a suspension bridge. This led to a tree house. I ran down the bridge to see. I said allowed... well this would be nice once it is all swept up. He immediately started sweeping. He wasn't taking an order or trying to please me... he was just as enthused as I.

There were more steps and more trails. I knew he would be by my side whichever way I took.

Then we were back on ground looking at some out buildings and tractors. I saw two jeeps that hadn't been used in ages. He saw my interest and said ... you don't want those, you like classic.   He was right.

aquarium

I dreamt that I was visiting an aquarium. It was more of a research center really. An event was going on to raise awareness and funding.  We could walk near the observation tanks and view sea life, but we were not allowed in the laboratories without special clearance.

The friend I was with had a little fake lobster, an event give-away. He held it to the glass to see what would happen. An octopus quickly noticed and moved towards the glass. Then he had an orange cutout of fish that looked more like a cartoon than anything.   The life in the tank would come towards the window, but all equally dispersed... then they all stopped at exactly the same moment as though they realized something was up. He tried at the next tank and the next and they all behaved identically.  It reminded me of a kitten video when the man tickles the kitten and then stops and the cat freezes.

We continued on to an open door. It was a lab. We were not allowed in, but I noticed two black ribbons on a stool. They were passes for special guests.  I quickly grabbed them and we put them on and tried to blend in. I could feel the lab coated people watching, and knew they knew, but didn't really care.

apricots

I dreamt that I was canning apricots and with my grandparents. They were more off in another room, but I was at their home, blanching, skinning and plopping them into jars. As I was peeling one, I wondered if that was really correct? Shouldn't I leave the skins on?  The counters were covered with jars, fruit and a boiling pot of lids. I looked up and Michael Fassbender was there. We didn't know each other that well, but had been introduced. I don't think he was as much interested in the canning as he was my tights. He was on a level lower in the dining area, which had the vantage point of a view under the counter. I continued to focus on my apricots. I had no interest in his interests.

The fruit was beautiful and I enjoyed the repetitiveness of the activity and visuals. It was almost meditative as well as cozy. I felt the more I focused on canning the more he was interested in not canning. I invited him up to view the process, but first decided to remove my tights to get rid of the distraction. He came up and appeared interested, looking at this and that. Then I noticed the box of fresh peaches. They were not any peaches. They were from my grandparents' orchard, fragrant and juicy and as large as your hand. I took one in both hands and with my eyes closed, breathed it in. I could feel him watching me. Was he appreciative of the peaches as well? I peeled it and cut two wedges for him to taste. He immediately separated them from the pit with two fingers. Was he going to eat both or share...

robot boy

I dreamt of a robot boy.  He could control you with his mind. He could do things  like make you hit yourself, hurt yourself ...

I didn't want to get mad at him.. He, it was learning.. But I also wasn't sure how he would respond... Would he become more violent if I did?  Would he get out of hand if I didn't?

I asked if he knew  how to be creative. I didn't know if he was capable of that kind of thought. It made him pause... I could tell he wasn't sure either, but he was curious. I was hopeful in that it would occupy him for a bit and I could get a reprieve, but I also that it might set his mind in another direction... something more positive.

house next door

I dreamt I was on a journey with my parents and maybe a few more. I needed to pack my bags to get to the next destination. I felt it was though I wanted it to be my last. I wanted to move on and be in a less cumbersome number for travel, decisions and general living. The contents of my bag were a little different with this new goal.. a little lighter, a little more self preserving. I didn't have space for frivolity.

We arrived at the new place. It was an old white house in the middle of farmland. It seemed to have been empty for a while. It wasn't dusty or full of cob webs, but the air just felt void of life. I didn't feel like our presence would change it much as we wouldn't be giving back to the house. I started unpacking some of the food items while the others milled around in the living room. One of the women with us was a tall slender gal, with a short red bob of curls. She was kind of our details person, partly because we needed it, partly because we very much didn't need it and it was just who she was. My dad had just requested for her to change a word at the top of a page. I think it must have been the group's plans or ... I'm not quite sure. But it was something we used, but didn't not have to be publish-worthy. She flipped out, not to him, but inside. You could see her sizzling. She paced back and forth and then to the air said something. I felt like she cursed us in some way and she was done. It was such a small thing to ask I would think, but in this case, she must have felt like it was the blind leading the sharped visioned and how dare he ask her to edit something he knew poorly.

I focused back on my task of the food and unpacking. In a minute, or so it seemed, she came running in looking concerned. She had the feel of  ... "what have I done??"  She apologized to me and reached up high to grab the plastic bag of rice I had just put in a high cupboard. She put it to my face. I looked... it was rice and looked back at her. Her eyes said look closer. I turned to bag over in my hands and then noticed movement.. and black bugs all throughout the food. I started opening drawers and pulling out other packages and they were all infested. She said that she was so sorry and there was nothing she could do now and she left.

I took everything to the outside trash and took a deep breath. I went back to the room that I would sleep in and thought I might check a half eaten chocolate bar that I had in my pack. It was still good. I kept in out just in case. I didn't want bugs in my pack later.

I went outside to see my friend RB. He was more of a loner and preferred to be away from the group when possible. There was another farm house next door. I got the feeling that we were not supposed to go near it. There was a dog tied up outside and it just didn't feel welcoming.  I picked up a yellow cloth Frisbee on the ground and tossed it to RB. He tossed it back and the wind kept picking it up. The last toss landed it near the shed door of the other house. I thought I'd run quietly over so we could continue and saw that they had a hard plastic one. I continued my quiet return when a voice from the shed said "Hey!"  I looked up to see a pleasant looking guy with blond hair down past his eyes. "We have a plastic one over there." Nodding his heads towards the plastic Frisbee in the grass. "It should work better. It isn't light like yours."  I said thanks and went to pick it up.

hydro bugs

I dreamt that I was talking about molecules with someone. During the conversation I remembered something that was said in the news a few years back... something about hydrogen bugs. They would jump through the air and swallow any moisture and consume the hydrogen. It was a perfect mix of their jumping, swallowing, consuming etc. that made them exist. It was pretty much all they did. The jumping helped convert the hydrogen which allowed for energy, which allowed them to jump and collect moisture and so on. It was fascinating in the dream for some reason. My friend and I then started laughing because we wondered if their waste product would be little O poos.

shuttle

I dreamt I was in line to get on a shuttle. It was going to another planet... and I'm thinking another galaxy. I was on "the list" for this shuttle due to my work in science. I was revered a bit and they expected I would be a benefit to have along. I was taking the place of a pilot I think. He was definitely high up in the ranks in regards to privileges. As we were finding our seats, he came up to me and shook my hand. He said "Thank you so much for accepting these seats. We really wanted you to have them and we are glad someone of your quality was able to take them."

I seemed to be in a VIP section of the shuttle. Although I think the whole trip was VIP. We were one of the first to go and would be well taken care of. I was able to take a couple of friends with me, PC & TMB. I put my things down on the seats that seemed to be a deep blue velvet or plush fabric. A woman handed me a couple of boxes that contained a bracelet. Very few people would receive these. They were extremely costly and rare. I put mine on and saw that it was not only beautiful, but functional. It was a communication devise as well as readied you for different atmospheres. I lifted my arms as normal and noticed that they were very heavy now.

I left my things to walk around the cabin, which was much much larger than any airplane. It was more the width of a very small theater. I walked passed one wall and saw a bar of sorts, although it was more for cooking and small bites than beverages. TMB was stirring something. It seems she was asked to watch the hot plate for bit while the woman who was cooking walked away. There were no servers or cooks, as they would not be allowed to take up the precious space on the shuttle, so the elite were cooking for themselves.  I looked to see what she was stirring. It looked like brussel sprouts and small walnut sized brains. TMB, who liked all things fishy and pungent kept popping the small brains in her mouth. I was concerned as we were very lucky guests on this shuttle and this was not our food. I reminded her... "that isn't yours T, they will notice!"

red balloon

I dreamt that I was living in a house with a few other people. I was the new person. I went to my room and looked at my piles... or were they the previous tenants? or was it furnished? I didn't feel like some of the things were mine, like the stereo. I turned it on and was enjoying a groove and then felt self conscious... was it too loud, was I supposed to use it?

A guy walked in (contractor from one of the job sites). He seemed kind of like someone who didn't have much life in him... to clean, to care, to exert noise.  He seemed to grunt what I was thinking about the music, but that it was ok...

Then I noticed a few more roommates. One was a woman I work with. She was heading to work and wondered if I wanted to carpool. I didn't. I was explaining that I wanted to be able to leave on my own at the end of the day when I noticed I was already in the backseat of her car. She said she had to stop at Safeway and pick up something before taking her baby to a doc appointment. Her little girl was with his and her new baby son. I thought that was fine until I realized we were already late. By the time we were done with everything the day would be over, I hadn't called anyone letting them know what was up with me. She parked the car and I decided to head back home so I could take my own car to work.

When I arrived a friend of mine was there...AMS. I was working on some balloon prizes. Blowing them up and then putting objects, cash and so on in them. They were all red and resting on the ceiling. We looked at each other and were wondering how we could be together, which was odd since we were a few steps away from touching. I knew my brother was coming so I nodded my head at him to hint we should go to anther room... we could be together there. In the mean time, I wanted to pop a balloon... get my prize. The one I filled had car cleaner and 5 dollar bill in it. I popped it and was happy to have the cleaner be mine. 

moving in

I dreamt that I was hanging out with C a new girlfriend of DH's. She was telling me that they would soon be moving in together. I wondered how that would work, due to in the dream, she lived in another country.  She said that their countries had an agreement that you could live in the other for up to 13 years with no issues... like a traveling visa but longer. He would move to her's, but he had debt racked up from school and if he went there, he would have to pay immediately. That country was Japan, although she did not live there... it was a bit confusing. I was happy for them and curious how it would all work.