egyptian, babysitting

I dreamt I was in the desert. It was evening and a little cooler and everyone seemed to be in an excited mood. Something special was going to happen that night. It seemed that we were at a location where an important tomb or something was. They had tried several times in the past to make something happen there... either a door open, or a sacred event create some sort of special happening, but each time they failed. I and another women were very excited because we realized that we had to dress a certain way and welcome in what ever it was that needed to happen. We both had black wigs on that were cut blunt at the bangs and blunt at the shoulders, a white Egyptian dress of sorts with a  gold collar and black around the eyes as well as gold dust on our skin. It seems the full costume was important and the gold dust inparticularly. I'm not sure if it was because the gold reflected light that would attract something?? or it showed us to be one of them?? or??  Whatever it was, we knew it would work this time. A man in the group was commenting on how it made so much sense now... How the old houses in the south had a statue out front to welcome people in and so on.

We were all joyous and excited and laughing for this event.

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I saw a couple at a dinner place. I knew them as my friend's parents. I think I was dating this friend but not sure. They asked me back to their house and said he (GEdP) was waiting for me. They were going to go out that evening and left his little brother and sister for us to watch. After they left, I could hear him on the phone. He was talking to friends and making plans for that night. I was a little miffed because I thought we would have a nice night together with the kids. I acted like I didn't care and decided to focus on what activities the kids and I would do. The boy was playing with some board game that was my friend's and the little girl was playing with something more girl like.. My friend came in and was playing his own game until it was time for him to go. He saw his little brother wanting to play with his game and I knew my friend would be upset, so I told him nooo... you have this other game to play with and the pieces are too small and dangerous to swallow your lose.  I could tell my friend was glad I did it because he was about to yell at the boy.

old man

Dreamt that I was very tired. My friends and I had returned from something.... we lived in a small town with not much to do. There was this old man that kind of kept to himself. His house was not well kept, but it was orderly enough. I didn't have a place to stay, so he said I could rest on his easy chair if I liked. I felt uncomfortable, more so due to what my friends would say... This man was kind of different and scary... not due to his looks or actions, but more that no one really knew him well. I fell asleep quickly on his chair. When I woke up, I realized I needed to get going as I might be late to meet a friend of mine. I left the house without seeing the old man. I met my friend in time. He was in his backyard doing weeding and mowing. I was there to help him that day. It felt like we had a nice relationship and I was happy to be spending time with him.

JB heels

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I was in a big house. Some rich people owned it. I was looking at the floors with a designer. They were patterened but the design was not layed out correctly on purpose. The blond designer was tentatively liking it, but I didn't care for it. I felt bad if I made him feel worse. I went to go to bathroom in the "powder" bath but it ended up being a large and luxurious room. It had a bath tub and there were some fancy high heels in there... black snake skin, and a silver heel that was about 1 inch wide and a triangular shaped cylinder. For some reason I wrote JB inside the heel with a felt maker...when I wrote it the heel was snake skin, not silver. Then I tried to turn on the water to go to the bathroom (for some reason) and water poured everywhere from a showerhead installed above the toilet. I tried to sop it up with the large navy towels in the bathroom, but didn't do a very good job. I went to talk to this woman in the house... I think the owner, her name was Susan. She was part counselor part intuitive. We met years before and she asked how I was. It was amazing though because she remembered details of our first appointment. Then she mentioned the heels... and how horrible it was that someone wrote on them. I wouldn't confess, I didn't remember why I had done it and wasn't sure what to do. She was going on about how expensive they were, and I was trying to play it down, but it didn't work. I kept trying to act concerned and be in wonder about why someone would do such a thing and who it could be. I felt horrible. Then it was her husband sitting on the couch. I was complimenting his wife on her abilities.

team building

I was in a company and we were doing team building. My team was done and I was overhearing this other team finishing up. I saw something happen and them run around and then laughing. Then they told me... one guy was a fridge and he said "hey.. you opened my door and are letting energy out. Always close it unless say... a thermo nuclear reactor is down or".... then another guy puts out flat palm ... "no mouse"  There was suppose to be a mouse in his hand. They all panicked realizing they lost the mouse and were running around looking for it (what I had witnessed). Then we were all laughing at the story.

Christmas lights, candles, kittens

I dreamt that I was staying in a basement at my aunt's. She was trying to make it cozier for me so she was stringing up Christmas lights. These were not your typical little white lights. Over each light was an object, a white church, a little house with snow on the roof, a poinsetta, a snowman, etc. It was kind of over the top as each object that the light would show through was large, but it was nice of her and I was kind of interested in seeing what it all looked like when it was done.

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I was coming home from a restaurant with some friends. An Italian friend of mine (C.F.) and a guy from my German class(S.). It was dark and rainy outside and we were getting in or out of a car. Another friend of mine was there (B.M.), who is a photographer. They were all working on some project and they wanted me to be in it singing. I said really??? I'm not a singer. But for whatever reason, they still wanted it. I went into what seemed to be my apartment. It was cluttered, a bed on the floor, candles everywhere, flowers, draped fabric in reds and golds. I felt like there was something between S and I and it was nice. I fell asleep on the bed and when I woke up, I realized I was somewhat late, somewhat not feeling myself and worried that I had left the candles burning all night. I went around to each one blowing them out and the kittens were jumping up on tables following me around. I was worried they might catch on fire, and I felt lucky the place didn't catch on fire while I was sleeping. All of the candles were burned down to the ends. One candle was interesting.. it was large and hollowed out in the middle from burning all night, but there was a wick on each side of the hollow.. as if there were three places to burn a candle from. I left from there to go to a medical office. It was still evening and I took a cab.. I think I was a nurse or worked there.

glider

I dreamt of a guy I used to know. He was radioing me from a glider type thing that actually looked like a one person helicopter, but the size of one person. He wanted me to be part of some experiment he was doing. We were outside on a grassy hill with cherry blossoms around. It was pretty and pleasant and he was just about to land. When he landed I went to go find where he was and to see what was next. There was a strong sense of working together... there were other people there, young girls, a grandpa, ...? All with a sense of belonging.

construction supplies

I dreamt I was needing to purchase a product, but I needed to belong to a certain group in order to get in the store. The men that worked there all had dark green uniforms on. I snuck up to the yard office and took one of their coats so that I could go in unnoticed. I saw that an old man saw me and he was looking at me suspciously. I felt nervous so I got what I needed and then hung the coat back on a hook. When he came out to speak to me I said that I was waiting for a friend to pick me up. Then he was pleasant and nice and I realized I had nothing to fear. He just wanted to tell stories and have someone to talk to. Then I went from there in a big truck to someone's backyard. It was kind of like a farm, but I'm not sure what they were raising or growing. The back of the truck was full of wires and brush, so it was difficult to keep steady. There was a nice young guy there, (that I had in reality just met the night before) and he was very sweet telling me how things go, what needed to be done and so on. I looked in the back yard and realized that a huge rectangle had been cut out of the earth, with just enough space for the truck to fit in. And the truck was so full, that it just looked like it was a continuation of the yard.I thought it looked like a bad idea, and that they should fill it back in with dirt

detective, french actress

I dreamt I was supposed to be searching for something in a food warehouse. I was going down aisles that had open shelving of produce and I was to find certain floor tiles that had a bit of a nick in them. These were the tiles that were hollow underneath and I was supposed to look under them for something, although not sure what. I worked steadily looking for them trying not to be noticed. I was seen by either an owner or a clerk and they walked straight over to me. I quickly replaced a tile and they telling me this was only a place for restaurant owners and chefs etc. I ignored what she said and went on to say how I was unimpressed with the ?? some herb and what I was expecting to find. She immediatley assumed I was the right kind of customer and went on to show me other items in season, blueberries etc. Then I walked down an aisle and some friends of mine were sitting at a table, a French guy (JL) and another friend (PC). We were sitting to have a late lunch or dinner. The owner came over and she was chatting us up being a little overly friendly. She said ooooh... (looking at me) I remember now.... you were the one who openned up that great bottle of wine, (in my mind running through some of the nice wine I have had and which it could be)... then she said it was a ?? blanc. I was thinking white?? I openned up a great bottle of white wine??? Then she walked away, she was Cecil de France .

When she walked away. I told my friend... she is that woman in the movie we say .... blah blah blah... JL said..."I deedn't like zat feelm." and made a face.

smashed crab, cracked building

I dreamt I was walking into a shallow pool. I went in with a friend of mine. Then I noticed there was a giant crap... as in took up most of the bottom of the pool, below us. I noticed the crab was smashed in the back. It's shell was in pieces and it's ? meat? was sticking out. My friend when to pull on the shell and I cringed. I said you will hurt him. I could somehow feel the crab was hurting. It was awful.

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Then I was looking out at a landscape. It was where a school was that I must have attended. There were beautiful green hills in the backdrop sloping down into a green valley. The only obstructions were poor building planning. Thought and or effort that did not go into the buildings and the construction. We were in the present but were able to look at how it was in the past. My friend was saying how this and that was horrible. I looked at one building that used to exist. It looked like a squattier version of Pisa but made with red brick. It was crumbling. I said the idea was still nice, they just needed to build it better and with nicer materials. Then there was a pile of ?? dirt and clay. It was a place the school would use for mock archaeological digs. I said I loved that idea. He thought it was atrocious.

dog fur

This one is kind of foggy... I know I was in a house either picking something up from a friend's? a bike? or? Seems as if there was possibly a garage sale going on?? or?? A friend of his came over and he had a HUGE dog...like ... between a horse and a great dane. It rubbed up against me and would leave tons of hair on me. As it would walk by, the hair would roll up together so I could pull it off in long strips the size of a cat's tail.

irish wedding and precious cats

I dreamt I was in Ireland. I was going there to see friends and go to a wedding. We were all staying in one old building and the bride had already been there, making lists of tasks that we would do for the wedding. She brought her three cats along and they had already made themselves at home in the apartment. I was happy to have a place to stay, as I didn't really plan well. We were in a room, some guys and girls and waiting for when we were supposed to leave for something. Our host said... isn't precious cute? (meaning one of her cats).. then one of the friends, an overweight black girl said... Precious?  I'm the one called Precious, you need to rename your cat.

ex friends, ex boyfriends...

I first dreamt of a girlfriend of mine that we split off in bad terms. I had written her to see if she had any photos of us. She sent me a box that had anything that had to do with our friendship in it and things that came from inspiration from our friendship. Was she done with it all? We talked and were cordial. It was strange and left a pit in my stomach. That feeling of guilt, regret, unknown feelings, ...

That went to running into my exboyfriend's group of friends and family. There was some event at a restaurant/hotel. I couldn't get away from them and part of me just wanted to face it and be done. The dream went on and on... gave me the same feeling as above but with a bit of relief in that I wasn't fighting it anymore...

Then I was sharing an apartment with my exbf. We had just bought a couch together. There was a cloth on top of it and when I would pull it up, the light would hit the couch and a dark spot would show itself... then be fizzed out (like a foamy cleaner) by the light. As each spot came up, the light would show and it would be "fizzed" and gone again. I was regretting moving in with him, regretting purchasing a couch with him.... and so thought... we could take it back now... the couch had something wrong with it and we can undo all of our commitments. Then a woman came in. Someone I used to work with. She was a classically beautiful person, but had a bit of a dorky countenance, so her pretty was slighted by her presence. In the dream she walked in and was elegant and beautiful. She had moved from being the awkward duckling to a princess. She pulled out two gowns she was to wear at some event.... My ex was basically drooling. He thought she was beautiful. She walked to look out the window wearing a teal satin gown with an exposed back. She looked so feminine, so beautiful.. I felt like there was no way I could compete, not that I had to. 

grass rug, concert and white rats

I dreamt that an african man gave me a rolled up grass "rug." It has a wooden pole at each end and then blond woven grass between. I found a place in a seating room to lay it down. He looked disappointed and insulted. This was not a rug, it was a wall hanging.

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I dreamt our workgroup came back from a fieldtrip during a retreat. We came back to where we were staying and I was running up to the building to put things back at my bunk. A guy at work asked if I could print something for him, he had it in his hand, but he had dropped some water on it. I said sure, and then he changed his mind and said he would wait for his current copy to dry. Then there was going to be entertainment. A man was singing in the front. I recognized his music and was excited to be able to listen. I saw some guys get up and leave because it wasnt' their type of music. The man went from sitting in a chair playing guitar, to being dressed in a skirt and wig and was done up like a woman for shock value. He was singing and dancing and being gregarious. He walked over to a stone wall (we were in some sort of historic building or archaeological site). He was singing and walking up the wall hanging on to metal rings that were placed here and there. It was amazing how well he was doing beings it was his first time there and he hadn't practiced. I was way in the back, standing... almost as if I wasn't part of the people that should be entertained. He walked through the crowd straight to me, not taking his eyes off me while he sang. He told me I was beautiful, really beautiful and then he kissed me. It wasn't a come-on or sexual. I felt like I was noticed for the first time... like the real me, not superficial me. And the kiss was from his heart to my heart appreciating who I was. When he walked away I felt warm feelings.

Then I was in a room with some friends. They are married and were sitting and watching tv. I saw uncooked rice all over the ground. Then I thought I saw moving bugs in with the rice. I told them that we need to clean this up so the whole place isn't infested. Then the bugs were white rats.
concert - guy singing climbing on wall, dressed like woman... guys leaving, him kissing me etc

white limo, talent search

I was leaving from downtown to the west. I went with a friend of mine and he had a large white limo that we would be taking. The way from the city went through hills and country sides and then back to my home town. As we were going into my home town a street away from where I lived, the car peaked it's nose around the corner, almost as if I was acting through it. I didn't want anyone to see me in this white limo. I felt as if they would think I was bragging, being too good, and that I had to hide my success and well being. I did end up seeing two girls from my school. They were girls that were not really involved in anything like sports, acting, band, nor did they excel at scholastics or art and they did not stand out. They saw the limo and rolled their eyes, putting down the idea of the car, the idea of success, the idea of excelling.

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I was in some sort of coastal town. I'm not sure if it was a camp, a school or?? but I found myself in a group that was to perform a play. I didn't feel comfortable in my role. I only had two lines.... same two words said twice, they would take maybe 5 seconds to say, but they didn't feel right. I couldn't see where the dialogue fit in with the rest, where the character fit in. It felt like a completely foreign item thrown in and it felt wrong, sounded wrong, and I didn't feel connected to the group, the play, the activity... I couldn't go through with it. It didn't help that each time I was supposed to say my lines, I forgot all two words.  The woman that was supposed to speak after me was Latin or Italian... VERY dramatic and I thought she could at least pull something off even if it didn't fit. Why doesn't she just take my part too?  I told them to at least let me see the old black and white movie that the play was from, so I could get an idea of how to do it. We moved into the next room and they wanted to take a group photo. It moved from a stressful mood, to a very friendly and loving mood. I was wearing light blue, actually took an ok shot, and that was that.

Then I was in a gymnasium of sorts. It was a large pleasant room, lots of sunlight, wood floors and so on. There was a woman in an office seeing people, one by one to review their talent. There were only a couple of people left, myself and two boys, that when you saw them closer, you knew they were men. I was wondering why I was there. What was I going to do for my talent? The two guys started playing their guitars while waiting. One had an acoustic and the other a black bass that he played on it's back and he would just tap his finger on a string and it would make an full beautiful sound. I accidentally dropped a nail file on the bleachers and one of them picked it up and gave it back to me and we started talking.  I asked them if they were playing George Jones?  They said yes... They were very nice and also very ??? one purposed. It seems they were there to play beautiful music and give off that feeling, no other intentions or goals. No tension in them. We all walked into the talent lady's office. She seemed orderly and stern, but still wanting to be pleasant. One of the guys walked to the window. Through it you could see a fence and large bunnies behind it. It seemed he reached through the glass and picked up the bunny. It seemed happy to be there on its back getting petted. The lady was impressed and ooh'd and aah'd about how good he was with animals.

spaceship, elizabeth taylor, house remodel

I dreamt that I had just crashed in a spaceship. It was a small one, about the size of two large helicopters. I was looking around where we crashed and as I looked, I saw several different versions of the crash, as if I was looking through different lives and different decisions. No matter what life I was in or decision I had made, the outcome was similar, my one friend would die (he was human in one life and died from the crash, red skinned with horns in another, dying from an attack from something on that planet with a large tusk protruding through his chest, and so on) and I would be there with the other people looking for what to do next. Elizabeth Taylor (not sure which life) was on my ship. She died in the crash as well. She had left no family, so her belongings were up for grabs. I was looking at her rings. She had a ring on each hand. Some were delicate and some were gaudy. I picked one and showed it to my mom and said I liked this one. It was small and had a pearl in the center with intricate metal work framing the edge. She didn't much care for it. Then I was looking through a box of Elizabeth's belongings. It had odds and ends and then there was a tiny, very old box. I opened it and it had a large diamond shaped like a heart. It was dangling from a purple ribbon. I recognized it as a precious jewel from the royal family that Elizabeth had acquired some how. I thought ... what a treasure and how lucky I am that it is mine. I immediately started searching my memory to make sure none of this should go to someone. I knew there was no more family, but what if she had left things to a friend? On the other hand, how would anyone know, and did we even know if we would ever return to our home planet? I decided to keep it but only to return it to the royal family. I felt guilty holding on to it in a finders keepers way. Then I left to check out the area. I knew it wasn't too safe to be out in the open and that I needed to get away from that area. I ran across a small one man helicopter. There was no shell really, nor motor. It ran by sitting on a plate and holding on to two bars that were connected to a propeller that was under you, not above. I also could see what I was wearing at this point, short short black shorts and black high heeled wedges. How Eon Flux of me.... Anyhoo... I kept trying to get up in the helicopter but realized it was chained to a dog house. Then someone came out of the dog house, either a woman or a long haired man.. I knew I needed to give up on the helicopter and move on....

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I dreamt my  mother was in the middle of a remodel. It seems she was focusing on the yard, the porch and a deck, but the house was demolished as well. The front yard was a mess, all torn up, although the stones from the front steps to the sidewalk were in place. She was hemming and hawing over it not being perfectly in line. I told her it didn't really matter because one side of the steps was at a right angle and the other side was swirly and ornate. She wasn't listening and kept talking to herself. I sat in the dirt and was under some sort of construction. There were little dogs playing in the yard. I wanted to pet them and there were small wrapped chocolates turned in to the dirt.
mom's house remodel, dogs, ....??

swamp monsters, robert de niro, Do-it-yourself Nip & Tuck

Drove to Seattle to get something. Not sure what. I was walking around some campus or gated neighborhood. There was a large pond in the middle that was full of vegetation like seaweed. It seemed dangerous like it could suck you up at any time. Then I saw a wolf. I wasn't sure if I was more scared of it or the pond. It seemed to be stuck out in the middle and although I didn't want to get bit, or swallowed by the pond, I couldn't just let it drown. I started walking through the long tendrils of green and slipping under the water. Although it was evening, underwater I could see figures swimming not to far away. They were not human, although I would see what looked like a human foot moving. Their heads were long, with their mouths protruding out past their nose and forehead.

They were scary and I was looking at how soon I would reach the wolf. I thought even if they got me and the wolf, I could live with that more than I could never having tried. I reached the wolf and took it back to shore. Then it had turned into more of a dog and had a collar. I looked to try and see where it belonged. I didn't want to chance it getting stuck in the pond again. I dark haired women saw me and let me in. I think it was her dog, but it was unclear. She just welcomed me in and fed me and gave me a room to stay in. It felt ok to be there, but I felt like I needed to go. I had a class back in Portland and it would be (in my dream) a 3-4 hour drive. I decided to sleep a bit then take a shower and get going. I arrived a bit late, but it would be fine. As I was walking through campus, I saw one of my instructors, Robert De Niro. He was a nice man and smart, but he wasn't one to let you get away with things... but also wasn't one for guilt. When I saw him I realized that I had forgotten my 4 other classes that I had signed up for that semester. I had attended the first class of each but then focused on the one so much that I lost track of the others. I explained it to him wanting him to understand that I wasn't being a flake. He seemed fine with it in a ... no babies died, sort of way.  Then I walked over to some friends. They were all having lunch on the grass under a tree. I sat with them and was making things out of the plants and grass. One girl and I were trying to tie something to a string with these long reeds of grass. She was half hazardly twisting things around.

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I had this do-it-yourself kit for eye lines. I think you were supposed to lightly slice with an exacto type blade, barely piercing the skin, and then with some ointment etc.., everything would heal tighter than before. I had not had a steady hand or didn't read the instructions because I had sliced all the way through. I could see the fat layers under my cheek. I for some reason took a pair of tweezers too it too thinking maybe I should take some fat out. I thought it would be difficult and I would only be able to get out small bits at a time but large pieces came out. I was nausious to think what I did to myself. I had a cut between my eye and my nose, horizontally across my forhead and under they eye. I needed to get to a professional. I showed a doctor what I had done and he was nonchalant about it. He said make an appointment. An appointment wouldn't be for two days. By then my face may stay like that or fall off! He said it would be ok.

Then I went to get my hair done. Somehow I had dark brown, almost black hair and it looked good. Mind you, it wasn't my face or my haircut. I couldn't decide if I should go ahead an go brunette or stay blond. No one seemed to be helpful in giving me feedback either. Going brunette felt like a change for change without a guarantee, but in a good way. Blond felt good, but like I was wimping out and not moving forward with my life.

moving, victorian, two faced

I was in a room that was very crowded. I was staying in someone's place, but her things were still there. Boxes of items in her closet, some clothes, and things around the room. I had decided not to go into work that day on a fluke and I was glad I had made that choice because a pile of women showed up in my room going through things. They were women who represented ...? popularity I suppose. People from high school and some previous jobs that had all been popular, the "in" crowd.  I saw that one of them had a tile about 6 inches by 6 inches that had neatly placed color swatches and a sketch of a room. I said "oh, I didn't know you were a designer?" awkwardly. She looked up and said yes in a "what's it to you?" sort of way. I was getting stressed. I didn't want to assume any authority in the place because I was staying at the kindness of a friend, but at the same time, I didn't want them messing with my things. I started just getting my items and moving over to my bed, or to a side of the closet and so on. I could see they seemed to know which items were hers and which were not.

Then I walked out of the house and decided to get some breakfast. The line was long and people didn't seem to mind as it was a good place. The building was an old victorian house that had been there for years. The outside was painted in red, black and white, and not well. You could tell it had been painted over several times as all of the edges were rounded and took on odd shapes. For some reason it still looked ok and even gave it more charm. A man looked at me. He looked middle eastern, but like a character in an old children's book. He had a very long face, tanned skin and the long skinny nose with the bump in the middle. He was making fun of how horrible the house looked and that they should tear it down. I was telling him that although it may not seem old in his country, it is a very old house in our area and a prize. I looked back at him and his face turned into a smiling black man with dreadlocks and he was holding his little girl. I was a little upset his face had changed because I wanted to study his face more. I decided to not have breakfast and walked down the stairs. 

secret agent

I dreamt I was in a large warehouse. It was at least two story and had those huge freight elevators in it. It almost felt like one of those old department stores with the lazy feel of canned music and not much going on. There were items stacked together in rows with enough room for a couple of people to walk through between them. It wasn't like they were in a pile of boxes. It was more like you were in someone's attic, looking at piles of possible treasures. There were a few "clerks" milling around, but not many, as the upstairs wasn't used as much. I was a secret agent and I had some items upstairs, but they were behind a special wall that no one new about besides myself and the agency that created it. I had a couple of people that were with me to help get my things, but they also were unaware of the wall. One of them was talking to me and I hushed him quiet. I told him that these clerks , at least some of them were undercover as well and watching our every move. 

PE teacher and tricycle

I was with some people from a school where I was a student. A man that was my PE teacher in grade school, who everyone had a crush on, was sitting and chatting with us. He seemed wise and like he was understanding of things, yet still had his own opinions. He was saying that I was one of those women who was high maintenance. He really didn't know me,but assumed by how I looked. I brought up several examples of why I wasn't. How I had lived a life not like that. Then in my mind I was thinking... why am I explaining myself to him, and what if I was ....? would that be such a bad thing?  I was walking away and he followed me and we continued talking. We had warm feeling toward each other. I then split off from him heading somewhere and I saw this little girl, about the age of 2 or 3. She was pedaling a little pink plastic tricycle. She had her little sister, who was about 6 months old in the back in a basket. I felt it looked safe enough. As she pedaled there was a little baby doll head affixed to the front of the tricycle. It was face down, sticking straight out the front and would turn from left to right as she pedaled. I thought, hmm they need to change that, it looks like the baby is saying no, no, no.... 

hot tub and giant

I dreamt I was at a friend's house. Not sure of the friend or the house. It was strange and messy. I felt a bit in the way and like I should be doing something. They had a hot tub in the nook off of the kitchen and a friend of mine was in there. There was a folding table in the room, bags of things, stuff on the floor, stacks of things on the counter... the place was very cluttered. It made me feel like I couldn't concentrate or rest. I was supposed to get into the hot tub, but I couldn't find my suit. I realized there were some bottoms I could wear. I found them and was starting to put them on. Then my friend got out and was going to go to bed for the evening. Just myself and one other person was downstairs. All of a sudden a giant man came in the back door. He was really tall and large. He looked like a cross between this blond guy I know and Macy Gray. He went from being a large black man, to a blond to a man with Macy's face and a bob like afro. I noticed his nose was very very small. I was thinking that he would make a pretty woman maybe... or that if he married someone with a large nose, it would be nice, because the children might take after him. He was looking for my friend and I could tell he wasn't going to be nice to her. I said I was unaware of where she was or how to get in touch with her. He sat on the floor, legs stretched out and he seemed to be tired. I was scared of him but at the same time he felt harmless. More bark than bite.

vodka, pregnant friend, and kittens

Dreamt I was preparing wine at work, but then I had this serving bowl  that I had accidentally put orange juice and vodka in. It was hard to carry and not spill it. I figured we would use a ladel and serve it that way. A coworker came in to see how I was and I explained the above and that we had options besides just  wine.

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I had a dream a friend of mine was pregnant She wearing denim overalls and they had pleats at the chest and were very flattering somehow. Actually she looked that best I have ever seen. She was making food, and doing dishes. She was saying her husband was very busy and she was staying out of his way. He told her to while he was taking care of some case. 

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I had some catks, but then went to mall, there were dogs (white scotty, black shiba inu, white shiba inu) . They were very cute and I felt I needed to get them. So I bought them and rolled them up on a towel on my lap and drove and bought supplies. When I came home, they were kittens. I took them inside and they were inspected the house and some other cats I had. They were super cute but I was feeling of regret, buyer's remorse. What would I do with all of these cats. Now I was one of those cat ladies! I was thinking that I could sell them or give them to friends. I called my mom to tell her what I had done and  that they would probably have to go back to the store because my loan (as if they were cars) wouldn't go through anyway....so.

hocky sticks, burnt trunks and lunch order

My first dream was vague. I was with my mom and we were walking into some old building. I was going to show her where I went to school. It was after hours and we were not supposed to be in there, but I thought it wouldn't hurt to give her a quick peek. The building had beautiful wood work and an impressive curved staircase that seemed to go up forever. We went under the staircase to get to another room and I heard noises. We looked through a crevice in the wall and saw a team of men grabbing for hockey sticks. It seems they were going to practice in the building.

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I was at a friend's house. They are a married couple and have a little Irish friend. He was sitting next to me on the couch and we were chatting, random light conversation. I looked down at our feet. I was embarrassed because my feet were larger than his. Then I looked at his feet and he lad really long toes. Like he could clasp his feet together like one does with their hands with every other finger from the opposite hand. I started feeling less self conscious about my feet. Then I was in the kitchen and there was some sort of mess. My friends were mad at me for not taking care of it and then the Irish guy was yelling at me. Apparently I had baked cookies and while the cookie sheet was still hot from the oven, had set it and the cookies in the trunk of my car, which caught some tissue paper on fire and then the whole trunk was ruined. He was saying.. you just can't do things like that. I was feeling horrible and wanted to curl up and disappear, but then he curled up behind me and said it was ok (as in, I'm still loved) but you just can't do those things. When he curled up behind me, he was like a Lego piece with the protruding bit snapping in through my back into my heart with a warm loving feeling. I immediately felt better.

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I was supposed to order lunch for a meeting for a group of people. I thought the meeting was in two days, but it ended up being today. I was feeling the "oh crap!" and rushing to see what I could do. The conference or meeting was in a big grassy area. It was like everyone was laying out on blankets for picnicking or to watch a concert. I saw this woman that was kind of hippy, wild like with red hair. She was the one holding the meeting and that was going to give a speech. She had been in the bathrooms and was using my hairdryer. I told her that I would need it back. She was smiling and happy to go get it. I was feeling better about lunches, I just need to see what people wanted. My friends were laying on some blankets that were mine. After ordering the lunch, I would be leaving, so I asked for my blanket back. They were folding it up to give it to me. Then I went back to some building that seemed almost like a large school or?? It had rooms for classes but also rooms that people lived in. I went to one place to gather some more things. Friends were in that one too and I was gathering my blankets from them as well. There was a girl there from my junior high. She looked just like she did back then, but even back then she had an adult feel to her. She was also looking through a magazine. I said, I need to get that too. As she was flicking through the pages, I saw beautiful photos of things I wanted to make (it was a food magazine). I remember some pancakes dusted with powdered sugar and what looked like pumpkin seed brittle, but the brittle part was clear like hard candy and shiny.

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Then I had a barely there dream... There were no visuals, but it said Good Morning Carrie, then a woman's name (knowing it was a writer) and something? Random Kinetic Form...

white convertible camero

I dreamt I was parking my car and running late. I stopped around the corner of the house and parked. My friend parked his white convertible camero in the driveway. He walked inside and we were talking about the house decor and what needed to be changed. He is an designer. He didn't look like he felt well and he was walking around, getting a glass of water to drink, looking through papers and then he went in the front yard and peed next to a tree. I said "what are you doing?!?  You can't just do that!" He looked at me like I was being silly. Like I was holding up some old rule that didn't exist anymore. He came inside and then went back out and did it again. I asked him if he thought maybe he should get a doctor checkup. I thought either his brain was malfunctioning or he had something wrong with his urinary tract. Then we went outside and he was extremely upset. He was talking to this guy saying that he ruined his car. Apparently he had ran into his white car. My friend was also complaining that he ruined his chances at some old rare car. It was his one and only chance to get it and the guy messed up the deal and then to make matters worse, he ran into the one car he did have.

with these women.... finding why we feel we know each other.... one woman gives me a warm feeling, the other a blue cool feeling. So the warm one is someone in my past. Then a girl I know, I feel like she was i my past too, but it is something different. either her type is in my past or? I can't figure it out...

parade and grapes

I was in a bedroom upstairs in a house. It was a large house, lots of light, lots of nice feeling, lots of fluffy blankets in my bed. I was trying to get some sleep in and a friend of mine asked if he could sleep in the same room on the floor. While I was sleeping he tried to get into bed with me. I immediately woke up and told him where to go...

Then I was in another room looking out on the porch and eating grapes. There were these really big ones that were sweet, but then these dainty ones, almost like champagne grapes but light green and they were nice and tasted flowery.   Then I was leaving the house. I was in a Portland, OR and in the SW part of the city up a hill. There were crowds all through the city lined up on the sidewalks leaving the roads bare for an expected parade. I don't know what the parade was supposed to be for, but myself and some others were floating down the street (not sure what on) on the route. Everyone was cheering, not for us, but for the upcoming event. It was more like we were invisible or known not to be important. Kind of like the police that check the route to make sure it is clear before a parade.

drift wood and party decor

I went to the coast. It was the Oregon coast, so it was gray and misty. A friend of mine had taken some drift wood, not the kind that has fallen from a tree and been tumbled smooth, but pieces of wood that have come from an old building or boat, turned gray and the grain has separated and the wood is rough with dark grooves of charcoal. She was laying it in a frame shape and placing white shells as decoration at the corners. It was going to be her latest style with new creativity. I was going to compliment her, but she seemed busy and the effort to talk loud over the wind didn't seem worth it.

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I was in some .. hmm was almost like an outside warehouse. We had walked up there on a dirt   road that was a bit wet. The warehouse had a wall or fence around it made of plastic and odds n ends. When we came to the entrance there were all kinds of things in the alleys. There were boxes of cratepaper, pinatas, plants, and so on.

wedding restaurant

I dreamt that I was getting ready to see some friends who were getting married. They had just came into town. Some other town in the US, but not sure where. Somewhere picturesque, hilly, etc. They were still looking for venues for their wedding and restaurants. I was confused because they were supposed to get married in Berlin. They said noo.... they were going to get married in the US and then have the reception in Berlin. I just felt lucky that I happened to be able to go to both. The bride was a little stressed and not happy. One of the women in our German class was going to be in the wedding. She is Spanish with dark hair, but in the dream she was blond. She was also a little stressed. I was showing her parents a restaurant that was a possibility and getting them the menues to look over. It was on a hill and had a nice sunny view of the valley and the town.  The overall feeling was that people were stressed and I didn't want to be the cause of it, and I wasn't, but some how I still felt like I was.

dog hair

I dreamt I was with this guy. We were being intimate and was getting up to move and he got a phone call. He answered and I could hear a woman's voice and knew what she was talking about. I had shared a video with him that was from my place of work that was confidential. He had shared it with her and other people and they were planning on spreading it on the net. I could hear her laughing and him laughing and I was so angry. I took the dvd case and was telling him to get off the phone and to stop what was happening. I hit him on the shoulder with the dvd case which was as affective as hitting a table with a feather. I was so frustrated and felt so out of control of the situation. Then I was leaving and was calmer. I went to my car and his dog (a yellow lab, although he doesn't own one).. jumped in the car. The car had black interior and the dog was shedding horribly. I'm also allergic to dogs... He was trying to get the dog out, but then the dog was scared and peed all over inside the car. He tried to clean it but it was all in and through the carpeting.

Argh... happy birthday to me. :-s

roommate

I should have written this one down sooner. Funny... I woke up at 3:00 a.m. and repeated it several times in my head thinking it would stick. Then I woke up about every hour and did the same thing...

Now all I can remember of my dream is something about a middle aged gay roommate.  Hmph... need to keep a notebook by the bed.

baby clothes

I was going on some trip. I had just arrived in my car. It was kind of a beachy type place, but not hot and summery. Everyone was staying in some rental house. There were families there all unpacking and their kids were running around. I had arrived with just a wallet. I figured I could get what I needed in the town. There was one night where I had to where something niceish and I already knew a couple of stores to go to. A couple of the other women had to do this too so we all left together. I felt separate from these people. I knew we were all friends of some sort, but I was faking it. I went through the motions to appear like a "normal" person, but did not feel connected to these people. We were in the stores and a woman came out saying pretty much everything had sold out and the woman didn't have new inventory yet. I walked in anyway. She had just a few tops hanging and the rest was empty. I turned to leave because I knew of another store. Some of the group was there and shopping too. I used some of their lingo and their mannerisms and smiled and told them my plans to be friendly and then went off to the next place.

Then I was in my current boss's house. I was washing dishes. I was an employee for him in his home that week. He had a lady friend over and she had a baby. I was seeing that he or his lady friend had some clothes that she wanted to take back that were children's clothes. Some her child had grown out of, others were gifts. I was separating the clothes. There was one on a unique hanger. A little blue gingham button down shirt for a boy with shorts under. I took the shirt off and the shorts were held on by two "pins." They were either magnetic, but then as I pulled on them on the sides, it was as if the hanger had cork on either end and you could put a stick pin in to hold the sides of the pants up. I thought... if they throw this away, I will take it to my friend who has twins. Then there seemed to be a pile of clothes as if someone just brought in laundry and a pile of children to go with it. They were all in another room watching some cartoon as I finished dishes and laundry. A woman walked in, she was one of the mothers that was at the cabin. Now she was "above" me and knew I was a servant of sorts. I said how cute her daughter looked (just being nice) and that her outfit was cute. She nodded in a .."of course she looks cute, it cost a mint and she always looks cute and who are you to be commenting" sort of way (quite the complicated nod). I shrugged and sighed internally and went on with my business. She mentioned she heard that I had lost my wallet (at the beginning of the dream I brought my wallet, but it changed into that not only did I not pack, I lost my wallet as well). I said yeah... I think I put it down when I was looking at something, etc. She was making comments on how irresponsible that was. Then I saw she was sitting on the floor with a child's outfit hanging on the wall in front of her. She was doing needle work. It was a gift for someone and the stitches somehow had to do with what the father did for a living.

Then I was back near the stores. I was walking along and ran into a friend that I haven't seemed to have returned her calls. She was asking me how I was and what I was up to. I found a piece of chocolate in my purse that was crunchy (had some crunchy mint thing inside... then later turned into a pretzel with chocolate inside) and I was crunching on it I think just due to my nerves, not my hunger. I saw her looking at me and I gave it up to her. She took it and made some comment on that it was bitten on already. ...

travel size products

I was leaving school. I don't know if I was supposed to leave or not. Something felt like I was hiding my leaving. It felt like it was time to go, so maybe I was hiding my leaving so someone wouldn't catch me as I left for one more thing to do. I was following someone else up some stairs. They were through the woods, but the stairs were black carpeting. I saw something on the ground and picked it up. Someone had dropped a travel or sample size of some lip gloss... I left it there in case the person came back. Then I kept seeing more travel sized items. Some hair gel, face wash, and so on, but placed, not dropped. I was thinking. .hmm maybe the person stole the items and didn't want to keep them on their person, or maybe they just wanted to see what someone would do when they found them. When I came to the last ones I saw, I decided... why not and picked them up. Just as I did it a man was walking up and I felt caught. I felt like I shouldn't have been picking up these items that were not mine.

shallow sea and back-combing

I was on the ocean or sea. As in floating on top of it. If I had not been floating, it would be a few inches down to the bottom. It was very calm, a slight breeze, and easy to float on. I felt like I wish everyone could feel this ease and calmness. There was much more to it, but it faded...

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Another dream where Reese Witherspoon was telling me how I should do my hair. She was speaking with a souther accent and telling me that for more volume, I need to back comb. Now she had just complimented me on my hair, and I never back comb, but she felt I should be doing it as if it is by some miracle that I have gone this far in life without doing it. As she started to do it I just could feel all of my hair snapping and breaking... it  was a point of no return. Even though part of me felt like Luke Skywalker dangling in space with one hand missing agonzing .... another part of me just shrugged and thought, this too will pass and it is making her feel good.

movie...

Short dream that a friend of mine was in a movie and we were watching it as if it wasn't him.

casket, naked race and kayaks

busy night.... I didn't even eat ice cream before bed

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I think it all started with a wedding. I saw my friend who is going to get married in Berlin. The feeling was a bit tense. Things didn't seem to be going right and she was annoyed. Then I was at the reception. It was part inside, part out. Lots of people chatting, dressed nice, milling about. My mother was there somewhere. I overheard her say something about a casket outside. I thought...I knew that was my name! I ran back out there to double check and it was a little marble box with my name chiseled on top. I opened the box and there was a body inside... mine as a baby. There was a card and a spiral notebook on top. It was my mother's hand writing. It read that she had killed me and felt regretful. I had been from another man she had met and she couldn't let anyone know..., it would have been a disaster, so she killed me before I matured so it wouldn't be obvious where I came from. (sheesh)....
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Then from around the same area, I was in a race. I think the same people were attending. It was a naked race though. I was cheating a bit in that I had cotton undies on (like the kind you wore as a little girl) and I was holding my chest. My excuse was that my hands were busy supporting my upper half so I wasn't able to take the undies off. I was not going to run naked. As we were getting closer to the finish line, there were supporters cheering us on. I ran into an ex-coworker and said hello to her, and then kept going. I was near the lead, and was kind of proud that I was more in shape than I expected. The race ended inside the building where the reception was being held and there was a cash prize of some sort.
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So.... a man was on the side of the road. I'm not sure if I could see this or just knew it. Like he had crashed, but was under water? Something like that. Some men in kayaks went out to save him and I was with them. They rolled the man over into a kayak that had a lid that would cover it. It was more of a "trailer" for kayaks. They told me to get in with him and I said, no, I was claustrophobic (seems I've always been pronouncing that word wrong). They said..."you are not claustrophobic" but then I kept pushing the point. I didn't want to be in there with that man... nor in something I couldn't wield in a river. Then I actually started feeling claustrophobic thinking about it and I said "See!?!" So, I jumped out and got in my own kayak and went out ahead of them to get away. They were not happy and trying to come after me. I was going at a much quicker pace to where I couldn't see them behind me anymore. Then I was kayaking on the road. More like sledding down the hill. I would have to put my hands out and grasp the asphalt in order to make turns. I was thinking ... at some point this will not be downhill and then what will I do? Then I was hoping that I wasn't in the way of traffic. I didn't want to cause an accident and just as I thought it, a huge pile up happened in an intersection. But I somehow had an aerial view (pretty gruesome) and I could see I wasn't at fault.

dream interpreting life

Ok, so I dreamt my mother was showing a guy friend of mine her old wedding ring and offering it to him as a hint to ask me to marry him. I was furious and embarrassed because we are no way in that kind of a relationship. She left and then I heard a noise. One that you don't want to make in public... I tried to cover it up by making noise with some paper and it happened again. He looked at me and said.. did you just....? and I said.. umm.... and then it happened again. I was mortified. I was saying... I don't know how it could be me... because I don't feel it in my body... (as I was saying this it happened several more times).  He was kind of disgusted and left to go to the next room... then I barely woke from the dream and I heard the noise again! When I finally woke up I realized the whole time he had been snoring really loud and it must have inspired the above dream... :-s

Laughing, eyeshadow and planning

I woke up laughing in the middle of the night although I don't remember the dream.

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I dreamt that Natalie Portman was telling me how I was supposed to wear eye shadow. Not just as a helpful tip, but that it was almost a law, a social norm that I wasn't practicing but should.

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I dreamt I was planning work travel and had forgotten several things.

Pubs, scooters and mystics

friday


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Dreamed I owned a pub. It days before openning, people were milling around getting things set up. I felt like they all knew each other. Either they worked together before, or were part of the pub scene and were all leaving their places to come work together. The pub was in a different country either england or ireland. I was thinking to myself, was this a good idea? Wouldn't it have been easier to start a pub in the US? I know the ways of doing biz there and so on? But then I thought no... it takes the same skills, you just need to learn the little nuances of the rules here.
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I was in a store like one of those pharmacy mart type stores. They had these little scooter things you run around the store in. I got on one and was running around seeing if the items I had bought in a previous purchase were still being carried so that I could return them. I had some christmas items and things. I was buzzing around the store and the older ladies working the store had their aprons on and made little conversation here and there and checking to see if I was finding everything ok. They felt cozy and unhurried. I felt uncomfortable because I just wanted to do what I needed and leave. I didn't feel nice in that I felt cold and rigid and they felt sweet and kind
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Saturday

I dreamed I had a baby... not just was holding one, but just actually birthed one. It was very strange. They put the baby on my chest and I felt kind of nice towards it but at the same time felt like...when did this happen?!?!?! But there it was, so I needed to take care of it. Then it turned from a baby into a cat. They told me it was going to turn into a lion, so I had better be careful and give it everything it needs or I might have a mishap. It had gotten away, so I went around in a panic looking for it. Had I not fed it enough food and it was going to attack the neighbor or?? I finally found it and it had jumped back in to its cage/bed and was curled up. I felt there was no need to worry. Things would work out.

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Dreamed I was supposed to meet this woman. She is currently a vendor I work with. She was picking me up and taking me somewhere and I had fallen asleep in her car. I woke up near the end of the long drive and apologized and felt very rummy and out of it. She said it was ok, but her face said differently. I think she was annoyed and feeling like I was a bit of a project. She said she had to take some items to the resale shop, so I waited in the car and watched as they went through her things.It seems she had a lot of nice things she was giving away and the store was quite a treasure trove. We left from there to go to a workshop of sorts that I found she was holding. It was in a strip mall in one of the empty retail spaces. Folding metal chairs were lined up classroom style and she was preparing in the front. People were milling in that all seemed to know each other and what she was about to speak about. I turned to look at her and realized I knew her from a session I had with her. She was some sort of ???? counselor/mystic and I completely didn't join the two. I immediately felt at ease around her then. She was starting to give her presentation but people were still passing out things.. one man put a dish in front of our table that looked like something wasabi and soy would go in. He put an "aromatic" in it (his words) and said for us to inhale it. Another woman was putting a drop of an oil on her breast and "serving it" that way. I passed on that one. Then Liam Neeson was in the back. He looked as he did in clash of the titans, but in robes. He was an evil presence there. He was trying to spoil her presentation and go after people, me being one of them. I conversed with him for a second (not sure what I said... but I think I was playing dumb to get away), then I ran out.

Shopping and red toe socks

I was shopping with a friend in a mall. I really needed a particular item (not sure what). She was looking around and talking to the shop girl (she is social like that). I was scanning the closing hoping to find what I was looking for. It looked like the store under bought for the season thinking it would be a bad year. Also the items they bought were more ...??? practical sporty and less their usual style. I felt like they had given up... Giving up their identity and their direction due to fear of what might come.

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Then I was in a room... with family I think. My cousing that I don't see too often. She was wearing red wooly socks. I had a similar pair, the kind with separated toes, but mine had some cable-ing knitted on the top. I said.. I think you have one of mine.. she took of both. I said, no no.... just the one. Then I tried to put them on.

old dream - hug

I was with a guy that had a crush on me when I was in jr. high to high school. He was getting on my case about being guarded. I was sort of pleading with him for help or guidance and he gave me a hug and for about 2 seconds. I felt what it was like to not be guarded. It was pretty nice.

at ease

I had a dream about a friend of mine. He is very black and white and strict in reality. In my dream he was totally at ease with himself and laughing. It was nice to see him this way and felt good to be around him.

pool and broken men

Saturday... dreamed that I was playing pool, but it was different. You would move the ball with your hand and it would have to go into a dip on the table and then into the hole. I found a way to get it every time and I was so excited like I had found the keys to life or something.

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Had another dream that I was looking for a doctor. I used to work in this building in marketing (in the dream)... and this presentation was being given for some announcement. They had rehearsed it days before on the steps I needed to go up. Today was the day of the presentation and the young office people were proudly giving their speaches that they had rehearsed. I was going to go in to my old office and use the computer but now there was no way I could do it. I decided to go back passed the stairs to where the clinics were, and was thinking about the plan and realized it wouldn't have worked anyway because the doors were locked and or I didn't have a current username and password. I was a little upset with myself for trying to be sneaky.


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Another snipit a friend (CK) was cutting up an apple for me as we were looking for particular recipes in cookbooks.

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Another I was outside. It was like the home was a shack of sorts that was part indoor/part outdoor. It was someone's birthday and it was my job to get decorations. I felt lucky that I had found some perfect sets. There were hats, decor and table cloths. The decorations came in these unique birch wood boxes. They were an open frame box with only two sides covered in white birch bark. I was going to save them because they could be used as decoration or a planter later.

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I was booking a massage for a boss (one I'm currently working for). I was focussed on efficiency and just getting it done while my coworker was distressed to think about efficiency and was focussed on the moment and each little detail. It was interesting to see and feel both.
The pluses of my way was that it would actually get done, when she would not finish things. The pluses of her way was that she put heart or time into her task if she was going to do it.
Hmmm....

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Then I was talking to my boss about finding the love of your life. He was saying how hard it was.... I was about to go on about "back in the day" with my grandparents... realizing he was their age and I didn't want to insult him.

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Then there was a big sale of items. I was going to try and sell them some other way, but then someone let people into the room with all of my things, so they assumed they were for sale. I hadn't had time to price things correctly and so wanted to put a sign up to ask or all items up for negotiation. Then I thought that was a bad idea... everyone would try to barter me down. I was talking to a friend of mine that was there with me looking at some knickknacks. A porcelain British fella in the short pants, long coat and funny hat was missing his little white base which most likely had his other foot on it. I was looking around for the piece hoping I could glue it back together. I had found a different base that some how was broken at the same angle and also had a spare foot. It wasn't right though. It was yellow and had a little shack on it with fish netting with words that said something about Mexico. I ended up finding the right base but it was crushed and cracked. Not fixable. My friend during this time was trying to tell me something. She said she had some new plan or thing to do in life and she decided to call Obama. I tried to get her to finish her story, but I think I interrupted her too many times.

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I think there was another dream... it involved doughnuts.

New roommate and green david

I had a dream about that I was looking at this nice apartment. At first I just liked the place, then I realized it was ready to rent and that someone wanted me to be their roommate. I think I liked the person ok, so I was kind of excited. She was a sister of a friend that I didn't talk to much, but was complimented she wanted me as a roommate. We were checking out the space and getting excited. Then there was a party in the place. It was evening and lots of rowdy guys were there. People were drinking, bomb fires outside, fireworks etc...  Lots of people, then I started talking to this guy who was depressed. I had already lived in the future and I was trying to let him know everything would work out ok... beyond his dreams... He was taking ground up glass and rubbing it into his hand... then was going to put it in his eye and swallow it etc... He finally started listening and quit hurting himself.

Then I was in the basement and there were 6 washers.  I was wondering why there were 6 of them in a circle with one in the middle on a pedestal. That one was broken. There were many other items there to like old dirt bikes etc. I guess some foreign guys were the maintenance people and they would fix things... some things not.. and keep things around.
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Remembered one from yesterday.

I was a friend's parent's house from highschool. They were gone on a long trip, and I was house sitting (see a theme??). A friend game over (GH) and he was checking the place out. He went into the garage and there was a big motorhome covered in plastic. It either was being protected or worked on. There were also lots of aisles and shelves all filled with different items. There were antique doors, clothes and a lifesize statue of David but it was green glass.





then I went to the backyard and I was at a friend's house.. was helpign him with his yard... moving things around. I wanted to park my car in the back but there was a wire fence. while he was talking to someone who stopped by, K moved the rest of the garden tools out of the back and rolled up the wire fence so I could drive through if needed...

framing info....

I dreamt that a friend of mine was giving me information on matte/frame/photo dimensions for a project that I'm actually working on at work. In my dream he told me and then I forgot everything and he left. Today he sent it all in detail in email. Phwew!

chicken livers and swimming pools...

First I had a dream I was in ?? like maybe... major like with a guy... we were kissing and it felt good to feel that way. We were visiting some friends (a couple I know). They had a swimming pool in the backyard and family and friends were enjoying it. Their toddlers were in the pool too but in a special device that was a big black square that fit across part of the pool so that the toddlers could stand on it and still have their heads above water. Kind of nifty. Then I walked through the room of the house and the house turned in to a community college I went to a long time ago. Not an ideal feeling. I was walking through the commons and ran into my exboyfriend's mother (she wasn't a big fan of mine). I sort of wanted to avoid her, but she was actually being pleasant and was asking me for help regarding some information. I went to a computer to log in and a school worker said that they were only for students and so on. I tried to get him to bend, but he wouldn't.

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Then I dreamed about the same fella. He and I were in a country grocery store. I was about to babysit the toddlers that night, so was looking for something to buy for dinner. First we were in the meat section. They had cubes of meat with toothpicks in them for samples.. but they were not cooked. I was question if they did that on purpose? is there a place to cook it? or is it a delicacy? He was looking for chicken livers. He said that he had never tried them so would cook them that night. I decided to get a tv dinner so it would be easier with the kids.

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When I woke up I kept getting strange flashbacks. Like I had had a dream and was trying to remember it. But I know what that is like.. and I didn't remember these dreams. It was strange. It was more like I had watched a movie... and something in real life was reminding me of that movie.. only that movie wasn't a movie and had the guy from the other two dreams in it (someone I know).... hmmm

being chased, cucumber and trains under water

I was in the middle of being chased by two blond men who looked a lot alike and were very fit. I understood in the dream that there were people out there posed as normal humans, but they were not. It wasn't that they were another type of species, but their intent on life was different and they had always kept it secret from us. They were involved in our world but studying us and playing like they were the same. It only came about that some of us knew of these types, and when you knew... they knew... and they would come after you. They were much more adept and running than I was and I didn't feel I could get away. Then I saw some bushes and knew they were not capable of creative thinking. So  pulled myself through the bushes and somehow this would confuse their plan of just running after me.. Then I woke up...

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Then I dreamt I was asking god for help.. he/she/it showed me a picture of a cucumber... then a wagon wheel.

Hmm I was he/she/it suggesting I was a bloated, water logged vegetable with thick skin? and I need to move more towards a wheel... or movement? Hmm....

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Then I was on a train. It had been going through an underground tunnel, but then the land had cracked and ocean water was seeping in to the tunnel. We all assumed that would be it for us, but kept talking and comforting each other. After a while the train moved and we saw sunlight. I was so happy and looking around at the people thinking they would be too, but they just went from being so fearful they just wanted to live... to taking things for granted again...

belly dancing and ham

Hmmm I had a dream about ham, and different cuts and noticing some were perfect and some had too much fat.

Then a dream about a girl belly dancing. She was in turquoise. She was a friend, but at a party decided to break out and do some dancing. Hmm...

Time stopped

I just had a dream that time stopped. I had moved into a new city and had been there for a few months. I would walk a certain pathway to work every day. It was a busy area that wasn't a perfectly pretty one. There was small grocery and there was an olderish (50s) man, with black hair and a mustache who owned it. I had asked for a job when I had first moved to the city. I would usually say hello or give him a head nod every time I had walked by. His market was at the bottom of a building and was opened up to the outside. Right outside his store was a covered area, almost like under a city train, where there were vendors of cheap and novelty items. If you kept walking past that,  you started getting towards the touristy part of the city. It was almost like a vegas in that it was very flashy and lots of light, big streets and wide sidewalks. I had woken up that morning knowing that time had stopped. I woke up and got dressed like any day. I looked outside and everything seemed a bit still. Power/electricity must have been on an automatic system as well as cell phone, because it was all still working. I went outside and walked near the grocer. I went in to look for him. He looked a bit confident with underlying distress. I asked if I could work for him. I wouldn't need any money, I just needed some structure in some possible soon to be chaos. He apologized and said he was leaving the store. He had a place in the country. I asked if he was going to live off the land and he admitted it in an almost secret, sorry he was telling me way. I was sad he was leaving as he seemed to be my only solid thing in that city. I was looking at his store and it still looked in tact. I wanted to get some groceries, but I thought I would wait until he left town, it felt too weird. There wasn't much looting going on. I think people didn't know what to do with themselves. Some people took some large cost items, but for the most part people were walking through the city almost as if it was a nice sunny Sunday before the days of busyness and stress. But there was still a feeling of stress. I felt like something was just on the verge of happening that wasn't good, but wasn't sure what. I decided to walk back to my apartment and figure out what to do next. I had left my window open and some very large black crows had come in. It was as if they knew it was over for us humans. One was on my bed the others were all on the sill like they owned it. I went and yanked on my blanket to scare the one but he just hopped back on the bed. Then I finally scared most of them out and close the window on one. His feather stuck and he was cawing at me, so I lightly opened again to get him out. I figured I should call my brother. He had been off to the mountains camping with his wife and my dad and stepmom had gone to the coast. I wasn't sure if they knew about this. It was something that just happened, not something that was predicted. I called my brother and it rang threw. He was just coming back into town and new a bit of what was going on. We walked down the same street that the grocer was on and looked around again. Still same sleepy state people were in, with a few people randomly stealing high end items, but with no rush. No breaking of windows or burning buildings... just browsing, taking almost because they felt they should do something with this moment. My brother seemed a bit dead too. Didn't seem to care what was going on and wasn't reacting. I thought again about the grocery store and if I should buy something before it rots, and then what about when it does rot? and then?

airport flowers

I was heading somewhere. I think I had to go on two different planes. It was in the future and the airports were different. As soon as you headed off the plane your bags were sent through a screen before you could leave, but that was it. No other baggage claim area. There were three lines but most people didn't see the last one so I left the one line and popped over to the third. As I came up to the end, I realized I left my purse at the last one. So I ran back up the escalator and the woman was running my way too with my purse. Then I came back down in my lane. This guy behind me (an actor that was the old robocop, and just recently in Dexter), was making snide remarks about me being in front of him and making him wait etc... Not directly though. Then I was picked up. A group of us were going with a friend. It was this tiny blond. She was cute, active, lots of energy and I think a little famous. She brought me flowers at the airport. She said they were rare cuts etc. They looked like the purple flowers from a butterfly bush and orange lilies and a few others. In the car ride, they started turning brown. I had been handling them with care, it was just the heat or something. It felt like we were in Las Vegas, but for some reason it wasn't as dry. It felt more tropical. She drove to a place where she was going to look at an apartment and we waited outside. My mom was there too, but not sure she was my mom. She got out and started driving around in some electric cart. I was trying to stop her because we had to go.. then it was just weird.... messy...stress

Lost in another town

I was in some other town or country. I had been there before on a vacation with a friend, but this time I felt out of place and lost. I was trying to go back through the towns we had, in hopes of finding something familiar. I was riding a bike of sorts and wasn't quite in control of it. I had ridden under an old building that had been abandoned and was turning around. Another car was doing the same thing. It was a family on vacation and they looked as if they were from the 50s. They were asking me directions and I was trying to be helpful, although I ended up getting more information from them than they from me. I ended up finding a little town and walked along the front of the buildings. It was a tourist town and there were lots of little coffee shops, stores with treats and little odd n'ends to buy.

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Another dream I was working. Love those dreams. I was in a large building and dressed all businessy. I don't remember the specifics. I remember doing my job, running to different departments, being happy about my job although at times out of place.

victorian marriage, fights, werewolves...

Ok, first I was arguing with my mother. Not sure what about now, but I was fighting off me physically pushing her around.

Another night I had werewolves after me, but they looked like humansish... like in The Talented Mr. Fox.

Then it was the Victorian era and I was supposed to marry James McAvoy (although he was just some guy that was a son of someone my parents knew). We were in a bedroom together talking and kn;ew that something was off. Somehow it came out but it didn't that he wasn't into women, so we wanted to see how to end it. He felt trapped and like there was nothing he could do. He didn't want to displease his family. Then we heard someone walking down the hall. We were not supposed to be in a bedroom alone together, especially with the doors closed. I told him to quickly jump under the covers and play like he was sick and I would read a book to him. She came in and the situation was accepted. I then told her I couldn't marry him and would be leaving for my parents' home soon. The mother was actually happy, because she didn't care too much for me in the first place.

Then I had another physical fighting dream. Me trying to get away from something.

Then I had a dream that I was going to a carnival or circus with a friend of mine and his niece. He saw some girl that was flirting with him, so went on his way. The Niece and I decided to walk around the carnival. We got some food, looked at things etc. Then we were walking to leave because we couldn't find him and he saw us and was panicked because he thought we were leaving him.

Then I was still at a carnival but a different dream. I was supposed to ride a ferris wheel, but do acrobatics on it. It was part of some workshop or test that I had to go through. It moved fast, and as I came to the top, I had to twirl around a bar, but then I flew off of it and down into.. well almost one of those ponds you see in a golf course, but it was dark and kind of swampy. I was being coached by someone on the ferris wheel and then he came down to find me. He was helping me and not upset about my results. The important part was that I tried and kept moving forward. My job was not to judge or assess my choices or actions, past/present or future. He then took me to a room. I think we were going to be close. I don't mean sexual, I think just "be" together. It was a nice feeling.

Then I was at some northern coastal town. The cold, gray sandy kind where it is rainy and stormy. I was walking down the boardwalk, through old coffee shops, dark wooden restaurants etc., then through this retreat center. I had accidentally walked into some yoga? meditation class. They looked at me like I was supposed to be part of it. I said no, I am just walking through. They said..., but you should join, this is good. I said... sorry, can't afford it and kept walking through. Then I was in the locker room with lots of ladies. It was part spa and part bathroom. There were stalls, some big with whirlpools, foot massagers etc. and some that were just a toilet. I kind of wanted to use the large one just to see what was in there, but there was too much hustle and bustle and I had to leave. Then I was outside and needing to make a cake with a friend for a work thing. The cake didn't turn out quite right so we thought of mixing it with something to make it dense, shaping it and then frosting it.... We were working on it in a grocery store parking lot. She was kind of taking over the cake shaping and all of it really. I was just trying to give ideas at that point.

walking in the snow...

I had a dream I got a job. I was walking down a highway in the snow. The cars were all stopped either due to snow or traffic and I knew they were looking at me like I was crazy. It was a long road and no exits, so they knew I had been walking a long time. I think they felt that this walk was difficult and miserable and how horrible that this poor girl is walking so far in the cold. What they didn't realize is that I love snow, and I enjoyed the walk and the sound and the feel of the air and I felt luck to be outside walking in the snow.

dreams of plays and tension

I had a dream with my family. I don't remember the story of the dream but the feelings were that of rejection, not being ok as is, not being good enough and so on.

Then being part of a performance but not in it. I was around the edges being asked to do things last minute that I didn't know how to do. It made me uncomfortable, but even more uncomfortable when I was praised for things that I didn't intend to do.

got a job

I was hired at some big company. The big boss which at one point was a woman I worked with in a previous job and sometimes this sporty guy. She/he was showing me around the place and then was showing me some sports clothes and asked what I thought. I said nice and tres 90s. And she said good eye, and that was the new thing that was coming out this season. She picked out a handful of pieces and handed them to me and yelled to a person at a desk to put them on the account. They were welcome tokens for me to the company. Then we continued to walk around and they were showing me some of my duties and that even though some of them seemed scary or dangerous, I would get used to them. One was getting on my line and sliding across and down some equipment to check it and see if it is ok. The guy was showing me how to do this. I was partly excited to be working, to be working for such an exciting company and to be treated so well by the people, like was now the company. We took care of each other.

rewards

I had a dream I was at a crowded restaurant. I couldn't really turn around well, but could see people. I saw a friend from college and another fellow student and waved. They were both in their 60s.

Then my mind was spinning with ideas and I was stressing then the idea "Reward is my motivation" came into my head. And reward in my dream meant hmm... enlightenment/love. And it made all bad feelings go away and it was like it revved my internal "engine." Then all of these ideas popped in my head, designs of clothes, travel, pictures, all felt good, all happy all felt enlightened. Then I could grasp the idea of not having a body but just having that enlightenment feeling. In reality the idea of giving up humanness kind of disturbs me, but in this dream it felt ok and I was ready for it.

race track

I dreamed I was at some film location. They were in the midst of filming a scene. I didn't quite feel like I belonged there or that maybe I was supposed to be doing a job I didn't like so was skirting my duties. There was an open empty building, sheets or fabric hanging from the ceiling. Not sure if this was to make small rooms to work in or if it was part of the scene. I walked by the snack bar, the makeup station,etc. etc. I started talking to one of the stars. He was kind of a big guy, chubby and tall, with a nice face. He was chatting to me for a bit. I had a feeling of neat and then... he doesn't know who I am not... as in not really with the film. I thought if he knew, he wouldn't be chatting to me. Then I remember a bus or...??? Then I was at a track (as in track and field). I was dressed up in a cheerleader uniform, but not a cute one. It was wide and made out of unattractive fabric. I saw a reflection of us. There were three of us walking around the track doing our cheer. I looked horrible. They were cute and thin and I just looked big. I wanted to hide but then I thought... everyone has been seeing you like this. Just because it was a shock to you doesn't mean it is to everyone else. So I kept to my duty and cheered.

weight loss program, blue robots, and a tree house

I was in a room with a bunch of girls from highschool. The naturally thin, perfectly cute ones etc......
At first I thought I was just hanging out with them then I realized that I was being paid for a study to see if a product would work on me so I wouldn't be so fat and could look more like them (I'm not fat, but I think I always thought they were perfect at the time and because I wasn't thin... etc. etc.). They were the "control" in the study who would eat the same way I ate. I had to live with them etc. :P  They were all in bikinis looking perfect and I hadn't seen a real perfect body up that close before etc. I was just thinking...wow.. how nice to not have extra slabs of skin etc. A friend of mine was there, he was kind of like their Charlie (Charlie's Angels), and he was kind of shaking his head at me. He was saying ... yeah... she might be able to lose the weight, but she still won't be like you guys.... she'll still look big and he was taking his hands and blocking out my shoulders from his vision to see what I might look like if i wasn't so big. J Lo was the manager of the project.


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had another dream ... there were these small blue computer type chips. I was kidnapped by this motorcycle type guy (but sporty, blue and white bike and he was clean and not kidnapper type). He was working with this women. They were agents of sorts and they wanted something from me. I was surprised though because they put me in a room where I could easily get out. They also walked in and out of the room and talked to me as if a peer. There was a bowl on the table that had tiny blue stones, some with wires. I realized they were little robot things that could get under your skin. Eek.... Then I saw a woman.. she was Mrs. Coulter from Golden Compass. She was riding away on a motorcycle with a swami. I was thinking to yell for her but didn't understand why she was with the swami (in my dream the bad guy). She was a good guy initially in my dream. Then the kidnappers where saying... Yeah... I knew it... there she goes. So in actuality, they were saving me from her.... not kidnapping me. 


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another dream.. some sort of giant tree house, family there, some formal function, but it was sort of ornate and ?? fantasy version. Preparing in a room or something....?? isn't clear. 

two songs

Woke up with just one line from some old country or 50s/60s song

"are are we two...."  Can't think of the singer

Then

Try a Little Tenderness (The Commitments version)

stealing money and beer

I dreamed I was in someone's home. Someone from my childhood. My brother was in there too and I think he was doing something bad. I was scared of him and didn't want to be a part of it. I also felt like if i tried to go, he would be mad. While he was busy doing what he was doing, I went in another room and found some money. There was a hologram video of sting much older. He wasn't peaceful Sting though, he was still with The Police, and they were an angry band. Wore leather, punked up hair and so on. I went ahead and picked up the coins I found in drawers trying to get only silver and large ones since I didn't have enough pockets for all of it. My brother saw me in the hall and I acted nonchalant. I asked if he wanted to take a break and get a beer. The fridge was at the edge of the kitchen, but the back opened up to a large industrial fridge/cooler. We couldn't find the right beers, so went in the back for one. There were also coke colas, but the label was green and yellow. It was supposed to be some "greener" version of coke. We went outside....

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I was somewhere else, looking for a room or apartment or... I felt like a student starting new again.

Cameras and tattoos

Had a dream last night that I got a job. I arrived and it was a little high end camera shop. The owner was nice and showed me what I would be doing.... I would be selling this one particular camera. He gave me the manual and said study this and become an expert on it. I asked if it was a popular camera. He said no, this is the only one I have that I need to sell. I said... but you are hiring me as a full time person just to sell this camera?? He said yes. I said don't you think that is a waste of money? He mentioned that is what the last guy thought and quit. I went for a walk to think about it and ran into a friend. We stopped in an art gallery, had a glass of wine then walked into a tattoo booth. When they were done I had a 2 to 4 stranded "necklace" tattoo around my neck. The hooks in the back were large and red and didn't meet. When I looked down I had an ornate, very yellow and very large tattoo of an elephant god - Ganesh - covering my whole front torso. I was a bit panicked because I realized I didn't want a tattoo... what about my v-neck sweaters? Everyone agreed that the necklace tattoo should go, but Ganesh should stay.  


I left to find my way back home... I was barefoot but thought I had enough tickets to take the bus. Then a man came across the loud speaker saying the bus was now coming to the tracks and it would now go downtown (kind of cool actually, he was the bus driver, but when it came tot he tracks, he could jump off and it worked on auto pilot).


I arrived "home" and there were all of these people staying there. Not sure if it was an event, conference, etc.etc... it wasn't my house so I didn't care. I went upstairs to sleep where I had been sleeping, on a couch, but someone was under some covers there.. I went to find an empty spot on the floor, and a guy (someone I knew in the dream) popped out. Something in me was happy to see him because he was familiar, but also not happy... I didn't like him.


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I had another dream where I was in this house that I grew up in (although altered). There were lots of babies/toddlers there. I think first they were kittens and then they were kids. They were milling about and not allowed to go outside. I think the "house" was also selling candy... money was tucked here and there from the sales. A woman came over and I could feel she was wrong. I started grabbing the money to hide somewhere. I knew she either wanted to take the money, the kids or something...

conductor, church, wiener dogs

This all mixes together time-wise...

Partly a conductor died. He was a black man and had conducted orchestras in the 40s and 50s until a few years back. (not a real person)  He had passed away and it was a great loss to the city. Many people loved this man, not only for his talents but I guess he was a wonderful person. Many people had donated money for his memorial. A life sized statue was created to go in some great hall (in a greater city) to memorialize him. The statue was painted and kind of shiny... something like how you see some Mary/Jesus statues where it is colorful, a bit realistic (like a mannequin) and shiny. They had his statue created to look like him in the 40s or 50s. He was looking up with a large grin. The memorial was in the evening and I was attending school. Highschool? College? extended studies?  I walked over to one of my classrooms which was empty. I think it was a science class. I saw some of my notebooks on the floor and my stomach sank. One of them had writings of my dreams (like this blog) and my dreams of what I wanted in life... and other things. I could see the top cover had been curled back, so I know someone read them. I could just imagine what they might think. I opened it up to see if they left any commentary.Someone, I am assuming a guy, had drawn doodles where I had... I think he was meaning to relate to me... or almost communicated.... like "yeah, me too..."

I picked up my things and moved over to a wall and sat down on the floor. I saw there was a magazine... it was from the NYT and it was cover to cover photos and writings on the conductor that just died. I was sitting next to the ? old bench (really a radiator) for the room where old magazine were put and tossed it up there for their collection. I thought that might be a nice surprise for someone. Then I looked out and it was raining. I was in a covered spot, but there were stacks of chairs and tables right in front of me that were getting rained on. Two little things moved under the chairs. I could see they were trying not to get wet. I called them out and two little wiener dogs came peeking out. Old ones.... a little chubby and gray around the eyes. They came hobbling out and I pet and scratched them. They had old collars around them made of metal and vintage glass beads. I loved the sound because it tinkled like rain on glass. I knew the owner of the dog was a rich older black lady. I knew she would be by for the dogs sooner or later.

Then I was with an exboyfriend. We were going to the beach and we were enjoying each other's company.... or I thought we were. I realized we were just both finally relaxing around each other. Walking along the water, getting in the water, paying attention to each other and so on. He went to go get or do something and then a feeling hit my stomach like a pebble in water and rippled out to the rest of me. I realized I was about to do it again. I was about to stay with something because it was nice-ish and there, and what seemed to take little effort. In actuality it took much effort, but just on the inside. Instead of going for what I wanted and having the "effort" be on the outside.... yet really wouldn't be effort because it would excite me to do.
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A friend of mine (ex boss, friend, schoolmate) was living in the West Hills... He was talking about that he went to this little church downtown. I thought that odd, interesting and nice at the same time. The West Hills meant he had succeeded (financially at least).. and the church and family felt like he had found a happy place. I was happy for him.

lots of dreams ... same theme

ok.. will not write them all, but just lots of dreams about leaving security ... with symbols of mother, mother type friend, home town, house I grew up in ... and so on.... taking off into uncertainty.