come sail away

Woke up with this one in my head yesterday:

Come Sail Away lyrics
Songwriters: Deyoung, Dennis;

I'm sailing away
Set an open course for the Virgin Sea
'Cause I've got to be free
Free to face the life that's ahead of me

On board, I'm the captain
So climb aboard
We'll search for tomorrow on every shore
And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try to carry on

I look to the sea
Reflections in the waves spark my memory
Some happy, some sad
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had

We lived happily forever
So the story goes
But somehow we missed out on the pot of gold
But we'll try best that we can to carry on

A gathering of Angels appeared above my head
They sang to me this song of hope and this is what they said

They said, "Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me lads
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me baby
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me"

I thought that they were Angels, but to my surprise
We climbed aboard their starship, we headed for the skies

Singing, come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me lads
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me

Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me

ship cabin

I was on a ship. It seemed older, but still a touring vacation kind of ship. I was in a lower cabin and my friend (GH) was in another one above me. I went to down to close up my cabin to move into his. A lady told me to lock it up. I had two bombs in the cabin and didn't set it up right so it didn't work.

Then I went to a grocery shop for lunch to get soup, I went to pay, but the line was so long, I just left some money on the cash register. Then we went down and climbed up some carts but got stuck up on them. Someone helped me down.

Kansas

I woke up with this song in my head this morning.... I never listened to this music, but heard the one line in passing

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry no more

Once I rose above the noise and confusion
Just to get a glimpse beyond this illusion
I was soaring ever higher
But I flew too high

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man
Though my mind could think I still was a mad man
I hear the voices when I'm dreaming
I can hear them say

{Refrain

Masquerading as a man with a reason
My charade is the event of the season
And if I claim to be a wise man, well
It surely means that I don't know

On a stormy sea of moving emotion
Tossed about I'm like a ship on the ocean
I set a course for winds of fortune
But I hear the voices say

{Refrain
No!

Carry on, you will always remember
Carry on, nothing equals the splendor
The center lights around your vanity
But surely heaven waits for you

Carry on my wayward son
There'll be peace when you are done
Lay your weary head to rest
Don't you cry (don't you cry no more)

uphill skateboard

I had a dream I was at some Canyon either hiking or camping with some people. They had kids and the boys were skate boarding down the trail. I was surprised when they returned uphill very fast. They were all excited and said "this is perfect! We are able to skate down and then turn at the right position to swing back up." We went to some watering hole that was between some large red rock formations. It wasn't the one we usually (in the dream) went to. I also felt like we needed to make sure we were not seen for some reason. It was smaller and we decided to go to the other one instead.

Then I was in a helicopter. I felt as though I was watching it moving, then I felt like I was in a simulator and then finally I realized I was the one flying it. I was using my mind to fly it and was doing an ok job for never having done it before. I landed it better than most (in my dream) and was proud of myself.

swim suit

I dreamt I was with my mother. We had been shopping and she took me on an outing. It was a surprise and she said that she would buy me a swim suit for the day. I was in a boutique and looking for things I might like. The girl working there said she had something I might like. She came out with a long casual dress that had a zipper front and a hoody. She was right... I liked it. Although I was worried that it might not look as good on me as it would a tall person. Then we were at a house and a friend came over (Captn S). I had not seen him in a long time and we hugged hello. It was really nice to see him. I was doing some other things in another room and I saw my mother tell him... he will have some work to do - as if he liked me and if he wants my attention, I had eyes on someone else... It was funny that she would say such a thing.

glass tea pot

I dreamt my friend (PC) was taking me to go send some gifts to my dad and stepmom. I was feeling uncomfortable about the gift. I told PC that I had a lot of gifts for my stepmom and only one for my dad. It was a bit uneven, but I also felt that I must have given some gifts to him recently, so it kind of worked out ok. One of the gifts I was giving her was a glass tea pot. It was from Japan and kind of special how it worked. My friend was a little upset I was giving it away. She really liked it. I shipped the gift but took the tea pot out. We returned home and I was unloading thing and some friends came over. One person was admiring the tea pot and my friend PC said, "Oh, you can have it if you want." I was thinking WHAT????? I just made sure to take it out for you?????

Then I was in some friend's house. They had moved back from Berlin and I was looking at their new place in the East Coast. They had a very small sink and appliances. I thought it was very small in there, but then I thought, maybe they became comfortable with how it was in Berlin and like it.

stance

I dreamt I was asked to do a dance form the 1920s. Then after I was supposed to pose as if I was in the 20s... Then for the 40s.... and so on. It was a lot of fun to get into character.

nozzle

I was at a gas station. A guy from my high school (AL) was the attendant. I was trying to help, and I was putting the nozzle back, but put it into the water side and not the gas side.

pigs

I was a waitress at an assisted living facility. There was a special day where people could come and visit and have dinner or lunch. A man was there with his family and he was in a wheel chair. He was older and handsome. I felt connected to him somehow. He asked me for a brochure for the place. He told his family.. "I could just roll to my apartment right now and get this nice service." I was excited at the thought of him moving in. It would make my days nicer. I went to go get a brochure and a woman at another table stopped me to ask for another drink. She said it was a Tom & Jerry. I went to go see if the bartender knew what it was and a new waitress was there and said, yes I do..oh and I'm the new waitress, my name is (C).. which was my name. She was friendly.

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I dreamt I went on trip to ?uk?england?germany. I was gone an extra week and hadn't told work. The house was my grandparent's house. I was late and getting dressed. I had a wet towel and wasn't sure where to put it. A house man would pop up here and there and I knew he was taking care of things. I could see the blinking lights of bicycles going by the house. The lights were reflecting off the wall through the curtains. I think I worked for some sort of secret service agency. I left to go outside and see if a car was there.

Then I came back inside (CK) was cooking. I could see myself from the outside... I had short hair and was heavy. Someone spilled some beer. I picked up the bottle and poured it down the front of some guy. He laughed.

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I was in what looked like an old western town, included streets of dirt. It seemed to be now though and a party town of sorts. I was with some friends, an old roommate (DH) etc. We were asking a taxi driver to take us home, but were leery of giving him our credit card info. They had a bad reputation in this town. We finally cut a deal for him to offer a bit of info in trade for a bit of info from us to build trust. He was kind of cute... I was able to get his taxi stamp, which was his id and a way to get in touch with him.

There was some commotion and we ended up all walking.I took a back street with my old roommate (DH). We never really understood each other when we lived together. We were walking down the street at different paces. Then a pig came running down the street. It was so cute and happy wagging its tail. I couldn't help but laugh and smile and my roommate could appreciate my happiness. We continued to walk and there were more pigs. They were almost like tiny ponies in that they had bangs and manes. They were in a barn, the owner had country music playing and they were swaying to it. We kept walking and then I was with a friend (SK). She was wakling a little dog, a little pig and then a smaller tiny animal. We walked to a pet food place and she went in and I held the little animals. Then we went to her parents. She was staying there while saving for a house but they wanted her out earlier She just ignored them and focused on her goal.

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Then I was with an exbf (MT) and some work people. There was a party and my dad was playing music. A guy was there that looked like Brian Wilson from the beach boys. My dad and him did a reenactment of something supposedly famous that had happened with Brian on tv once. Everyone laughed. We had to end party early. Ben Kingsly was there?? Then they had to end the party a quarter before 4 and it was 3:25.

quote

I'm having a hard time lately remembering my dreams...

I remember discovering that my curling iron would stay hot all day if I put it in a sheath. I was concerned that I was going to ruin it.

I also dreamt that there was empty space between the top of my eyebrow and the bottom. I had never noticed really before. I was going to take a razor and clean it up in-between so there was just an outline of hair for an eyebrow, but then I was worried there wouldn't be enough eye brow. Then I realized I could do a comb over. :-s

Then this quote was in my head when I woke up (not a real quote):


"Where your heart can be a child..." ~ Disney

FYC

Woke up to this song

Fine Young Cannibals


You spurn my natural emotions
You make me feel like dirt and I'm hurt
And if I start a commotion
I run the risk of losing you and that's worse

Ever fallen in love with someone
Ever fallen in love in love with someone
Ever fallen in love in love with someone
You shouldn't've fallen in love with

I can't see much of a future
Unless we find out what's to blame what a shame
And we won't be together much longer
Unless we realize that we are the same

Ever fallen in love with someone
Ever fallen in love in love with someone
Ever fallen in love in love with someone
You shouldn't've fallen in love with

You disturb my natural emotions
You make me feel like dirt and I'm hurt
And if I start a commotion
I run the risk of losing you and that's worse

Ever fallen in love with someone
Ever fallen in love in love with someone
Ever fallen in love in love with someone
You shouldn't've fallen in love with

Ever fallen in love with someone
Ever fallen in love in love with someone
Ever fallen in love in love with someone
You shouldn't've fallen in love with

BREAK

Ever fallen in love with someone
Ever fallen in love in love with someone
Ever fallen in love in love with someone
You shouldn't've fallen in love with

Ever fallen in love with someone
Ever fallen in love in love with someoone you shouldn't've
Fallen in love with...

tying up wires

I was going to this white building. It was recently vacated and not in the best condition and not that nice of a design. I was kind of excited it was free and was going to be mine. It was open and I could see the potential in it. I was upstairs and there were patio doors that went out onto a deck that was covered in artificial turf. The room was large and empty and had lots of light. I thought, once redone, it would make a nice yoga studio. I could rent it out to an instructor and see how it went. I started going down the stairs and there were two fbi agents or cops there to ask questions. The man that had owned it before or used it did something bad there. There was a radio on the stairs that might have information linked to it and they were asking about it.

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I was at a high school reunion. I recognized some of the people there (WF, HP and AH). My dad and step mom were there too. Some of the guys were sitting a table over from me. It was nice to see them, but I didn't go over to them and say hello. I wanted to leave. I didn't feel comfortable and wasn't prepared to be there. One of the guys came to sit at my table hoping I would say hi (WF). I told my dad I wanted to leave, and so he asked me to help pack up his music equipment. He has always been particular about how his stuff is put away and so I asked about these two sets of wires and if I was doing it right. He said .... does it look like you are doing it right? half annoyed. My step mom was announcing something on stage and holding a baby. I just wanted to hurry up and leave.

lobster mushrooms

I had a dream I was with Harrison Ford and some other people. He seemed his "real" self.. not the characters he plays. A little dry, not too talkative. There was a puppy there... or ? we were outside and cooking Mexican food. It seems all of the items that would be in a house, shelves, oven, etc. was outside in the trees. I served up some enchiladas and was eating them and then realized.... "how stupid of me! ... I forgot the add sauteed lobster mushrooms on top... everyone knows to do that... :-s

lost dreams

I know I had a ton of dreams last night.... first time I woke up I remembered them, 2nd time no, but woke up laughing.

twig doll

I was in a classroom with classmates from high school. We were all our current age and just starting a class together. I felt like we had similar feelings towards each other like we did when we were young, but there was also a bit of unfamiliarity. The chairs were set in a partial circle and most of the class had chosen their seat but there were still a few seats and students left, including myself. I kept walking around the circle to see which spaces were left, who I might want to sit by but never lingering long enough to show which seats I was in. So I kept walking and walking.... in the mean time, we were supposed to make a doll.... somehow inbetween walking around the circle and observing people, I made my doll, and I felt really good about it I know the others had made their doll out of synthetic materials and they were probably prettier than mine, but I felt good about mine because it was made of natural items, it was raw... it was real. So then I kept walking around the circle,the whole time I knew who I wanted to sit by, but I wouldn't sit there, I just kept looking thinking I must be needing find something else. It felt too exposed to show who I wanted to sit by.

ferry

from the night before last...

I was on a ferry, but it was like a small boat as well. I love boats and water, so it was somewhat fun, but it felt somewhat constricting. I was at the bottom of the boat and with only one small hole in the ceiling to get out. And then I had to go to a job. It was for an old roommate of mine's (LN) family. They didn't speak English and I think they found me somewhat annoying, being non Asian, and not knowing their way of doing things. The matriarch was busy doing things, welcoming in a way, but also busy busy and wanting me to get up to speed so that I could be busy busy. She had a teenage son that was into his headphones while working. He seemed to be somewhat of a good multi-tasker, although I don't think he was convincing his mother of this. I felt a bit panicked there, somewhat not belonging, not knowing what I was supposed to do, knowing I most likely wouldn't do it as they liked and feeling like I should really be some place else.

false security

from the night before last ...

I dreamt I was on the east coast somewhere or midwest. Either in PA where one friend lives.... or Ohio where another lives. There was the good feeling of visiting someone you haven't seen in a long time. Partly good for seeing them, partly good because it is checked off your list.

I was driving along a road knowing I would see them in the afternoon for coffee. It was overcast and I was driving in the country just outside whichever city. It was an older car, the streets were still a little wet from a rain that happened earlier. I drove up this hill and my car seemed to take off in the air. I didn't have control of how high it went, it just kept on going. As much as I liked it, I was scared of coming back down. Would I crash, could I handle this height and so on...The nose turned down and I was preparing for a crash. I had controls that allowed me to stick my wheels out first, and somehow, I landed fine. I continued driving down the hill and stopped at a sort of dead end. It was near some trees and protected from the wind. There was a pile of antiques? junk? there. I decided to get out and look and see if there were any treasures... there seemed to be. Then two men in an old truck stopped right after me. I was nervous when they got out. I said are you looking for antiques? they said yes... and women as they were pimps/slave trade people. I didn't hesitate for a second and looked for an escape. I was surrounded by fence and trees and my only place to escape was to a backyard. To get there I had to crawl through razor wire, but it was worth it to me to get free. I somehow made it through the razor wire but it ended up that it was the backyard of the men and they were on the other side as well... They "caught" me and I was sitting with them. They were helping me with something... like I hurt myself? or giving me food? I was merchandise and they had to take care of me. It was a false sense of safety. They would take care of me only because they had to.. only as long as they needed to.. only as long as they needed me... And I was staying... only because it sort of felt safe, not because I was happy to be there, not because I wanted it, ...

white belts

I dreamt I was in my childhood home and I was going through old clothes. Some were nice, some were crazy 70s. I put on one outfit and started singing a song somewhat surprised that it sounded good. I was wearing a bell bottom denim jumpsuit and a curly wig. I went through some more items. I was kind of excited to find a bunch of new things that would be considered current fashion. I also found a bunch of white belts I could use. I wasn't sure if the buckle was so nice, but it would do in a pinch.

boiled egg

I dreamt I was staying in a room in a house. It had nooks in it and I was wondering if I should rearrange the furniture to make it more pleasing. I had a single bed, a dresser, a laptop etc. I walked over to one side of the room and thought if I would move my bed there, it would make it much more roomy, and if I kept the bed where it was but moved the little desk near it, I could easily watch movies at night and that would be nice to. I walked out of the room and was in a huge home. I realized I was an assistant to the owner of the business where I work. He lived in a mansion and he just wanted someone in the house because he traveled so much. I was walking to the bathroom I used and saw that he was home and sitting on a couch with a female guest. He was busy with her, so I went to the bathroom and was hoping that the area had been cleaned before he brought her over. I saw that my things... a swim suit etc. were all nicely hung and they hadn't been before. I looked outside the door again and saw that his hand weights were on the floor . I was wondering if he did this strategically to show the woman that he worked out. But I also noticed a pile of small candy bars or energy bars near them. I didn't think he would want thos there as well. I was kind of hungry and wanted one, but realized I couldn't get one without them seeing me. I walked back in the bathroom and saw one on the ground near the door. I was kind of excited and picked up the little red package. I was disappointed to find it was a boiled egg wrapped in red. When I opened the door again two men were in the hallway. One walked in. It made me nervous at first. I thought... just because you think you are a big wig doesn't mean you can do as you like. Then I asked... are you german? He said yes and softened and wanted to chit cat. We continued to talk and I realized my under garments where hanging in the room. I put them away and he laughed. Then more people showed up and I realized they were all going somewhere. We all ended up outside. I realized I had to use the bathroom and used a toilet that was in the middle of the street. I was embarrased a bit. Then a blond woman came up to me and said ... I know you... in a not nice way. And then... I set you up with a friend of mine. I asked ... Harlan? She said yes. I said... don't worry, it was mutual. We were better as friends. Then he was there and I lent him my umbrella. Then I decided I wanted it back and went looking for him. Then I went to the Inn where everyone seemed to be staying. A fellow (AA) there was getting drunk and everyone was watching after him...

mixed up time & end of the world

I dreamt I was living with a group of people. I felt as though I was either the new one there, or that I just never really clicked with anyone else. I understood them, but never felt close to them and they didn't understand me. We had gone shopping and I had bought a large bouquet of red tulips. the woman unpacking them at the kitchen was holding a face that was unapproving of the flowers and that they were hers. I quickly took them and said... no , I bought them. the place and people seemed nice and jovial enough, but I just didn't fit at all.

I left the house to walk in the evening. People were all dressed strangely. It was as if all different eras were mixed up., but it wasn't a costume party. There was a woman in a black and white dress that looked part 17th century, part southern belle. there was a man with a long velvet coat on and knickers, but the knickers were made of denim and laced up the back with a satin ribbon. We were all walking through the streets in the evening in a large intersection at the entrance of the town I grew up in.

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I was going to a big event with my friend (PC). We were driving over what was the I405, but had since flooded and was a river. It seems we were running a bit late. We had been shopping. We were on a vehicle of sorts. It was large and other people were on it. The top was open and it seemed to hover. I was looking for a gift. I wanted a hand. A wooden one that you could pose. It was symbolic of something. I saw other hands that you couldn't move. Those would be fine I thought, but not the same and not worth it. As we reached the event we saw the water in the river.. it was getting higher and higher and moving faster. WE decided to go so we could reach higher ground. We knew tte city was going to be covered in water and it was nearing the end.

samples catalog

Someone was setting up for a party for children. It was to be outside and I could see they had hot dog buns and things for a bbq. I asked if they had any vegetarian items just in case. One of the women realized they didn't so that they should go check. I said I could help. Then she went on to say that the reason they had all of this meat is that they just butchered a ?pig or cow? and needed to use it up. They also had a whole bird and a fawn :(. I told them I would put both of those items back in a cold place or freezer and see if there was any vegetarian sausages in the back or barn. The fawn and the bird were both wrapped in green transparent plastic bags. I put the fawn on my shoulder and held the bird with one hand. As I was walking back to the bark I saw a couple of people I knew (in the dream). The man was tall and blond and the woman was shorter. He was walking a dog. The dog kept jumping for the bird and I was holding it up as high as I could. I asked the man to please keep walking and take the dog away, but he kept complaining about the meat and the fawn and not paying any attention to the struggle. Then a white rabbit hopped over and I again begged the man to please leave as I didn't want the rabbit to get hurt, but he didn't seem to hear me or notice and the dog bit the rabbit. I ran over to go push the dog away but then the rabbit bit the dog. I think I stopped and was a bit puzzled but then felt the rabbit could take care of itself.

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Then I dreamt I was staying at a house. It seemed like the house I grew up in a bit. An old friend of mine (R, DS's bf) was there. He was cheery and laughing. They were going to sleep in my old room on the floor. It seemed to be the next day and they were talking about the scary something in the corner and laughing about how they had reacted through the evening. I said, oh I know.. I have it all here. I told them that there was an old something/something camera in there from days gone by. The camera would photograph if things moved and could also capture what someone said and put it into text. So I was reading a print out of what they had said that evening and had photos that were greenish like night vision, with their eyes glowing, from the evening. The thing they were scared of was a plastic owl that had been in the corner of the room. It was kind of fun and funny. Then I was looking through some sort of a catalog while R continued to ramble on and giggle. It was a fabric samples or clothing samples catalog of sorts. When I would turn a page, there would be a glossy shot of a sweater top and then a smaller version actually bound in the catalog, but only half of it.. and the other half would be a of another sweater. Or they would have the whole sweater, but just one sleeve missing. I thought some of these might make an interesting sweater for a little girl, and some even I could wear. Then I came to a large brown envelope. It seemed almost like leather, with large white-ish stitches, but I think it was heave paper that was waxed and made to look this way. Either way, very nice and very sturdy. I opened it and there were a pile of sweaters, compressed down. The one on top was a fine gauge red polo type sweater with long sleeves. It looked like a men's. If it was, I was going to give it to R. He was already peeking over my shoulder and saying ... "I'll take that one!".. then there were a couple more that I was able to see... a light gray one with ruffles at the bottom and a light sea green one. It was lots of fun to look through.

race cars

First I dreamt about a coworker (SJB). She and I were supposed to do something that evening. First we were at some building. It looked almost just like the steel framework of a building, but done for artistic reasons. There was some art event there and people were leaving and or going to some other event somewhere else. We were left... and a woman that was older, maybe in her late 50s, artsy and wise to the world. Then we went back to SJB's to get ready for the other half of the evening. We both kind of needed to change, but then some friends were coming over. My Scottish friend (SS) came over. I was excited to see him and we hugged and started talking on the couch.

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Then I dreamt I was a guy who worked on cars. I was him and at times was just observing. He had been rebuilding cars for a long time and was really good at it. He was working on a friend's car (or his) that was going to be in a big race. They always seemed to race against the large ?? company or this man that had a lot of money that would fund certain cars. This man was working on sabotaging me/him. He messed up one of the cars, was towing the other one away, was ruining relationships... Finally I/him stopped fighting against it and just said please... I won't race against you anymore... just let me do what I'm good at. That is all I want to do.

electric

I dreamt I was in a laboratory of some sort. It was loft like, 2-story and we were on the bottom floor. We were learning secretly about information about something that was happening to food to cause people to get sick. At first it seemed like we were talking about a man made organism, but then it turned into all electrical appliances. Either it was the magnetic fields in certain appliances that make a motor run, or just the pull of electricity, it would change the food as well as us in a negative way. A friend of mine was there (KM). She was telling me about some fun things she has been doing and her boyfriend was there too. They were both nice and both happy.

kittens

I dreamt I was living in a home that wasn't mine. I was living with a wealthy couple that had a son. They were laid back and very giving. I was at home by myself and was in a bedroom that was off of the kitchen. I saw a kitten come in... then a mouse, then another kitten. I thought the door must have been left open to the garage. I went to check and it was and their two dogs, large standard poodles were running around. I gathered the kittens and put them back in the garage. Then I walked into the kitchen and it was a mess. I didn't remember making it, but it looked like I had cooked the night before. Then I walked into the next room and was looking through the mail to see if there was anything there for me. There were just a couple of magazines, The Economist and some mail and a paper. Just as I was looking through them, the couple came home. I went straight back to the kitchen to clean things up the best I could without them noticing. They walked in and it was the last thing on their minds. They thought it was normal and continued to chat. Was I just overly careful? I thought for sure they would be upset. But for them it was ok that I lived normally like it was my home too.

should I tell?

There was a man trying to do something bad... He ha microorganisms or something that will control people or?? He had me running errands for him and threatened to kill people if I told anyone about it. One other coworker (BLG) knew about this. He was stressed about his job and was more focused on that than worrying about this man that might kill everyone. BLG was doing something a bit shady, but he was innocent in a way. Simply doing what felt right bouncing back and forth between fears and desires. I enjoyed his company and glad that he was with me on these errands. I was in a house running one of the errands and there were other people there I worked with (in reality have never met). I was thinking... just tell everyone, it would be freeing, you would have more people who knew who could either save themselves or might have a solution as well. The other half of me was thinking.. but with just a couple of us knowing, at least we could maneuver in and out of places, gathering tools and information without causing a mass panic and maybe stop this man on our own...

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I had another dream I was a stewardess on a very nice plane. There were people on the plane from my past. I was making sure I was ready for when passengers arrived. There was lots of space on the plane, nice amenities and so on. The space was lit nicely and I was serving people full sized items in glass bottles and nice food. We had some special rooms to the side that looked like conference rooms. I noticed a person from my high school (JL) in one of the nice rooms, and then some more guys from high school (JimmyK, RichardP, Matt O, Wayne F) in another room. They were not allowed to talk to anyone as they were arrested for a white collar crime. They had created some sort of computer program. I walked in and looked at them all and said..."Now you can write a book!" in a cheery voice, thinking that they could make lemonade out of their sitiation. I was going to go tell JL that I saw them, but decided against it. Then I was talking to a woman I worked with 20 years ago (PL). She was talking about her freckles and how they bothered her. I thought they were cute. I said I really don't have any besides a couple at my temples. She was very nice to be around. Then we walked to a man who was a senator at one point. I was checking if he needed breakfast or any toiletries and he said that he was fine. He also said.. you are one of them that doesn't eat bread.. It felt like a statement of? like he was just saying.. oh, you play the violin? or you were born in America... like it was a fact and not a choice.

hot mustard

I dreamt I was an event at a hotel. I was there with lots of people I knew, like it was a family function. The hotel was away from the city, near the ocean, although I couldn't see it. It was just dark there like a story ocean side might be. The cars were pulling up in the courtyard of the hotel. The courtyard had pounded dirt ground and some mechanical thing in the middle. I went to find my room and drop off my things. Then I was told I needed to change rooms. The room I moved to was very luxurious feeling. Someone had left their suitcase in there. I was talking to a friend or my mother? and said... that must be Shawn's suitcase (a cousin, but in the dream was Gwyneth Paltrow). We were not sure, but when I opened the suitcase, it had Louis Vuitton lining and the outside of the suitcase was charcoal gray cashmere and wool, so I knew it was Shawn's/Gwyneth's. I left the room to go see what the thing was in the middle of the courtard. It was like a scientific set, but the machine was based on some ancient Asian way of doing things. There were cranks, pulleys and so on moving to time. There were these huge glass containers, one stacked on top of the other. The top one was filled with cabbage and chilies and other vegetables. The next, chickens and spices and the last, some dark green leaf vegetables. The crank would take the first one and tip it in a large pot in the middle.. it was making a soup and it knew just when to put in the next vegetables. The other side, they were making some special food for the festivities. This old Asian lady said it was traditional to make this next item. They would make it look like pastry, but pastry was bad luck. This would make people not eat it, but the people that knew the truth, could safely eat it and have enough food. The part that looked like dough was a mixture of hot mustard and brown sugar. It was made into a paste and shaped to look like a face on top of the concoction of meat and other items.

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Then I dreamt I was in a store. I was supposed to work there, but it seemed no one was coming in. It was a holiday like the 4th of July. Two other workers were inside. They were sitting on a couch and not working either. I was sitting outside to watch if anyone came in. I fell asleep while watching. One woman timidly stepped through the door. I told her it was ok, we were still open. The people inside said to leave, we are not selling anything today. She left. I felt a little bad for her. I went inside and asked why they didn't let her in. They said they would close. I told them I hoped I didn't snore while I was asleep outside.

book

I dreamt a friend of mine (RVB) was just leaving for a trip (which he did today) and that he was telling me he bought the book I was reading and was excited to start it. I was thinking Noooooo.... I didn't want him to make assumptions about me from the book's content. I didn't tell him not to read it. I figured it was too late and if I said something it would make a bigger deal out of it than it needed to be.

Baker Street

Woke up to this song in my head...



Winding your way down on Baker Street
Light in your head, and dead on your feet
Well another crazy day
You drink the night away
And forget about everything
This city desert makes you feel so cold,
Its got so many people but its got no soul
And it's taken you so long to find out you were wrong
When you thought it held everything

You used to think that it was so easy
You used to say that it was so easy
But you're tryin', you're tryin' now
Another year and then you'd be happy
Just one more year and then you'd be happy
But you're cryin', you're cryin' now

Way down the street there's a light in his place
He opens the door
He's got that look on his face
And he asks you where you've been
You tell him who you've seen
And you talk about anything
He's got this dream about buyin' some land
He's gonna give up the booze and the one night stands
And then he'll settle down
It's a quiet little town
And forget about everything
But you know he'll always keep movin'
You know he's never gonna stop movin'
'Cause he's rollin'
He's the rolling stone
And when you wake up it's a new mornin'
The sun is shining it's a new mornin'
And you're going, you're going home

3 little piggies

I had a weird dream or two. I had a dream I went to this wedding of this guy that I dated a few times (I just found out last night via facebook he was married)... It was HUGE, fancy, he had a "program" for the wedding that was a book of the "making of the wedding" I was sat by a couple of people I knew. and some old people. I went to go get in the line for food. I got in just when most of the stuff was gone. Just trying to get up from where I was sitting.. my dress kept getting stuck on some carpet staples and a guy tried to help me, but I helped myself before he could.. then I got in line and this other guy that was trying to help gave me his card, asked how I was getting home etc..., then I got in the food line and tried to find something edible. They had salads in teeny sauce cups, so barely worth picking up, the main food was gone, so I finally found some items I could put on my plate, but as I was going to sit down, my plate got stuck on something and everything fell. So I thought... heck with it and I was going to go on this train ride w/ the old people from the wedding. It went by different places in Portland. There was a 3 Little Piggies house (and I was thinking... I need to show my friend (MB) that!)... and some really reallly nice antique stores (treasure-city). I walked through one and picked up a glass frosted head of a greek man. It was neat but my hand had black oil on it, so I rubbed it over the whole head (looked kinda neat) but didn't have enough oil to cover the whole thing so set it down in a different part of the store.

I had another dream that this gal I talked to (woo whoo that talks to your guides)..was frustrated that I wasn't listening to her advice. She told me that I was going to come up with an idea of what I wanted to do with my life. I would be so sure about it that I would even start on it. Then as I was starting on it, I would find the real thing I wanted to do with my life and would switch to it....

lost cafe ..... home town

german guy soldier dressed like woman.... etc...
then in cafe... man walked by I thought I recognized.. he looked at me and shook his head no..

a fat downsyndrome girl in  achair saying... our day is coming up...

??

walking down a street at an intersection..I set my phone, hair clip and a drink on a car... it started to drive away..,. I took down the license plate plate  something VIK V1T or something... so I could find my phone later???

I walked further to a mall. There was a nice store, I think it was Nordstroms. Before going in the store you neither needed to register at a kiosk or have a member card and register at one of counters before even going through the entrance. I walked up to a woman and realized I didn't have my information out... so I turned around and turned back.

I walked by an information desk. A really nice lady with short dark hair was behind it. Little petite lady. I think I was getting help about my phone. She let me borrow the desk's cell phone and I was making some calls. I also asked her where to get a haircut. She wasn't allowed to give suggestions because it would be considered favoring a store, so she was smiling and opened up a catalog and pointed to a name... It was Nordstrom's and then she said Frank. She said even better that it is this late. He likes late appointments. She then booked an appointment for me there and gave me my confirmation. I thanked her and then realized I had an hour to kill, so walked around. I walked into a lighting store and then I realized I still had the phone. I was listening and it was a friend of mine from Italy. He was telling me where he wants to go in California and why. This place because it is sunny, that place because there is something to do etc.... I think I was listening to a message though because I couldn't talk to him. Then somehow I was hearing a call of him looking for me. He had been trying to get a hold of me but my phone was still gone. He was saying.. "my wife" etc.etc.etc... but we weren't married, I think he was saying this so that people would listen to him about finding me.

Forest grove.. in old house. A friend of mine had bought it. I was a little sad. I wanted it back. I looked across the street to the other houses. Things looked the same.. but then in the dream, the house across the street was stucko and I thought was an old apartment building, but they were turning it into a house/hostel. There was a cafe out front called Fairy. Inside I saw a woman, maybe in her 40s. She looked like maybe she was in a costume from the night before (it was morning and people were getting breakfast). She had red lipstick, blond hair all done up in an up do and was dressed in the period of the 40s. A guy in an army officer coat and kilt asked her out. She said yes and was happy about it. I was surprised. He had long hair on one side and the other side shaved off. He was also in his 40s.

eyes and ears

I dreamt a Scottish friend (SS) of mine came to visit with his daughter. I was excited to see him. I was to see him at one place, but then he ended up coming over to a friend's house (or...it seemed like a friend's, then my brother's then??). My brother had games out for a party. One of the games had these little gummy army men that moved. My friend SS said he was sorry that he couldn't spend more time visiting. His daughter was there and was a teenager going on 21. She was spoiled and making messes, saying rude things and trying to drink. I verbally let her have it. While I was doing that, my mind was saying.. "not your place really"... so it felt bad and appropriate at the same time. Another friend of mine (SK) was there and she was kind of a calm presence, abnormally wise and calm and in contrast, made me look like a nutter.

Then I was going on a trip.I had just arrived in Italy and a friend of mine from England (HK) showed up to show me where my hotel was. I felt as if I didn't plan well with him there, like he had taken care of something I had forgotten about. Although I felt like I would have been fine, I also felt glad he was there. This wasn't a normal terrain for Italy though. It was steep rocky hills of white rock with pathways carved out in them. They paths wound around and there were deep cliffs with clear blue water at the bottom. It was beautiful. I was so excited to be there. My friend was walking pretty fast ahead of me, but there was no other path, so I wasn't worried about losing him. I reached a hotel spot where I saw others with bags. I assumed that was the place. My friend wasn't there though and I felt like he went on past it. I remembered I was close to a friend there (who actually lives in Argentina (LSJ)), so I called him. At first I had a hard time getting connection, but I finally got him. He said he was sorry, but had I remembered that he would be in Ohio for a conference. I was sad we would not meet each other, but then went on with figuring out where I would check in. there were many people trying to check in and all nice. I sat down at a table with some soldiers. They were either Swedish or German. One fellow was tall and blond and we chatted. He flirted a bit and I back. He offered me a pencil that later was a fountain pen. He said it was a ??? army edition and I could have it as a gift and then he asked for my information. So I wrote with what was now a fountain pen. I told him it was nice although it seemed to scratch the paper with the metal at one moment and then write smoothly the next. Then I saw a family with boys. I followed them and then was in a Nathan Fillion's house. I had planned to rent a room there and found that a father and his son had also planned to do this. The father kind of rubbed me the wrong way. I didn't feel comfortable around him, but his kid seemed nice enough. Nathan went to show me where I would sleep. It was in a very small hallway with a low ceiling. I felt claustrophobic and didn't want to be there.I saw the son and father would sleep right across from me as well. I looked around the house, which was quite large, and found a living room. I thought I could sleep on the couch. But then just past the living room was a room that had what looked to be a trampoline, then it seemed as though there were two.. but then it was really a place to dry sweaters. I asked if it would be ok if I just slept there. He didn't seem to use them and they were comfortable. I think the thought that was ok.

Then I was back on a boat floating over the beautiful blue water again. It was almost as if it was lit from below. I was with a friend from the east coast (MG) and she was happy and laughing. We were having a good time on the boat. Then we paused to pick up more passengers and I saw a woman I thought she had worked with. and mentioned it. The woman came aboard. She was a tiny older lady, but with a younger physique and had a cute little dress on. I admired how energetic and happy she was. She was talking about something and I said.. well.. with eyes in the back of your head I can see why... She actually did have to slits with eye under her hair in the back of her head... and then she lifted the side hair and showed me 3 more ears of various sizes.

convertible

I was in something and was supposed to change. I was with some people at a party and I seemed to have the wrong dress on, then was in the wrong room, then was at the wrong time ... but I felt "right."

I was going to sleep at my friends and he had a nice place, all white and clean. He had a convertible in there though and the roof was dirty with little dried flowers from a tree. It wasn't like him, he is a very clean person.

toilet paper

I dreamt I was at a friend's house. In reality, I don't know any of the people, but it seemed I went there often. They were earthy types and always had big feasts, casual atmosphere and had people over. I had usually brought some wine to add to the functions and would stay over from time to time. Everyone was getting ready to leave. I was the last in the shower and to get ready. They were heading out the door and I was looking for something, so they were waiting on me. I felt uncomfortable about it. I could either hear them or knew what they were thinking... that I always stay over and "use" their place and eat their food. I was shocked a bit. Why would they think something like that. I always had brought things... had been invited.  I found my keys and told them I would drive myself. They took off in a green van... old one. I went around the street looking for my car. It was an area that hadn't been finished. No sidewalks, cars parked on the sides of roads. I couldn't find my car. I clicked the alarm thing to see if I would hear it beep or see the lights come on. Nothing... I kept walking and was in a used lot of cars. I clicked the thing again and saw lights flashed, but there were so many cars I didn't see which one it was. I did it again and the same. One more time and I found it. The car that lit up was an older black Porsche. This was not my car. I told the dealer what had happened and he grimaced. He said that he had bought some spare parts this morning and they must have been stolen... so my car had been stripped and they used the alarm chip in this Porsche. :(

Then I was trying to sell a car, I'm not sure if it was the Porsche or mine. I met a guy that seemed like a NYC Italian fella. He was a little rough around the edges, but had a good heart. We met at a diner and my mom came along with me. We exchanged papers and the deal was done. It was so easy. Felt nice that something could be easy for once.

Then I was working in an office. My desk was in front of a wall that had a window cut out with no glass. I was getting situated, it seemed like either a new job or a new desk. As I sat down I saw there were two desks on the other side of the window. A woman that was really loud came over. I was thinking oh no.... and I was right. It was a woman that didn't care too much for me... or at least wasn't so nice to me. She was moving her desk right across from me. I figured it would all work out in the end...

Then I was needed downstairs for some event. I had a skirt on but it was all wrinkled. My boss said... no no .. you look fine, really (and she meant it). I brought out a soft long skirt and a feminine top and put it on. I told her I thought this would be better (although counter intuitive because it didn't look professional at all). She said ok.. what ever I liked. Then I went downstairs which seemed to be in a field. I went to a booth of sorts where I was supposed to be stationed for the day. A friend of mine (RH) brought me toilet paper and I was supposed to stack it under my booth. Most of it was old and cheap, but one set was printed on with brown and gold stargazer lilies. Not my thing, but I thought a friend of mine might like them (PC). I was supposed to put the metal thing inside each one. There were pieces missing and and I didn't have enough. I thought... why don't some people take care of their things?? Then an older Asian lady came by and she was sweeping. I was trying to talk to her and be friendly, but she seemed to be busy.
tessa, others....
leaving, finding keys... wanted to drive self
said I always eat their food etc...
they elft.. I went to find car.. couldn't find it... on used lot.. pushed button.. porsche lighted up.... guy said he bought the parts this morning.. must have been stolen... still couldnt find car

going to sell a car.. had to meet a guy... cafe.... mom was there... he was like a nyc italian type... but nice.... bough car...

at work... had a desk with a cut out window to anotehr biz.. a gal started workin on the other side... wasn't sure I liked her..

getting dressed for work or?? had a skirt on was wrinkled... top was ok... asked the boss for help... she said it was ok, might want to iron it.. I showed her a differet outfit.. long skirt that might be better... she said ok

was at a thing?? in my booth... roberto brought by tp for me.. I was putting the inside thing in them... pieces were missing.... why were pieces always missing... why would people do that?  some of the toilet papers was cheap... soem fancy with a stargazer lily pattern in brown and gold... lady came by ... asian.... worked the event

memory

I dreamt that I was with a group of colleagues. I call them that because they were not really friends, but we all had something in common. We were part of a group of people with certain skills or talents. We were together that day to perform mental exercises and take tests. It didn't feel stressful, so I don't think the tests were to weed anyone out, but just to continue to stretch ourselves. We had been hanging out in a house of sorts, very open. There were snacks and things all over the room for us to "play" with. Our next test would be to remember how to put something together. It was a pile of metal objects, many looking almost identical, but with slight differences. We needed to know how to put them back in order. I had remembered a memory exercise from a book "Moonwalking with Einstein" so I used this for the first metal part. It had Dakane stamped on the metal. I imagined a rich young man by the name of Dak standing at the front door of the house I grew up in and he was holding a tube of ointment (something ending in -ane). I guess it worked. I felt like I was a little behind everyone else.. or that I hadn't worked as hard. There was a blond fellow there that looked like a young Leonardo Di Caprio .. he seemed very serious and was putting his all into it.  I felt as though maybe I was being lazy and not working hard enough, but I also knew that I never had to... I was just able to do it naturally. 

soda bags

First I dreamt about work and our web sites. We were to create videos for each site and I was managing them. I asked each one of the stakeholders to look at each piece of content on our site and to ask themselves... would this make you interested in our service? If not, it needed to go.

Then I dreamt I was in a village. It was like going back in time a bit, a simpler time, but also a bit futuristic. The streets were dirt and a bit dusty. There was an old town store. An old man was outside with a cart cutting up chickens. It was almost as if it was half real and half for show. I wasn't sure. I purchased a pop but instead of being in a bottle, it was in a baggy that was shaped like a bottle. You would tear the top off and drink it that way and then the bag was biodegradable. I was sipping my pop and sitting behind the man. I didn't want to see the chickens getting chopped. He made me feel uncomfortable so I left. Then I went into a building. A man was there that was giving massages. He was really nice and handsome. He was my friend's masseuse and he was offering me a free massage. I accepted and he sat me in a chair and then he would use these dials on the side to move this table like thing in front of me. It was like a school desk. The idea was to get it to right under your armpits so that your arms would not hang at all and then he would massage your arms and shoulders from the front while they were immobilized by the desk type thing. Before he completed he asked if I wanted chips. I said sure.. (as if he was asking if I needed some water first). He was gone a while and my friend came in. I wasn't sure if she liked the fact that I was going to her masseuse. I said "he sure is taking his time getting the chips." She gave me a hard time because she said.. well he has to go to the store first to get them. He came back and finished securing my arms. 

on the move

I was driving down the highway and a friend of mine was behind me. I saw this antique love seat/chair on the side of the road, then another, then another... I decided to pull over and my friend followed. It was a queen anne styled love seat that had white legs and wood work and a light blue velvet cushion. You could see the paint had chipped a few times and the white had been painted over it without them sanding the chips smooth. I thought they were nice and that we should pick them up. We looked further down the road and it seemed there was some sort of outdoor bazaar going on. We thought antique show?  I was excited to see more unique furniture, but when we arrived we saw many antique chairs on highway.... stopping to see
roadside antique show? Instead of antiques, there seemed to be many sarcophagus from different times. They were not all Egyptian. Some were Celtic, some were newer and in a classical style, some were Victorian, some were lacking in good artisanship. Many were made of red marble mixed with a gray stone. I told my friend that I preferred the classical style ones. We were wondering why they were out there. It seemed they had been found a long time ago, but they lacked the funds for a museum, so put them out for the people to see.

Then I dreamt I was going to give a friend of mine (KS) something. She was on a vacation with her boyfriend and when I finally reached them, they were staying in a huge tent. It looked like a play tent for kids. It had an air filled bottom that was bouncy and it looked either like a fake castle or a carousel on the outside. I could seem them inside and they were having a nice time.

Then I dreamt I was in an office working. I had an office that was very private, and I didn't really see anyone all day. Normally this would be something I liked, autonomy, but I didn't. A coworker moved out of her office which was surrounded by windows and in the middle of where people walked in and out. I moved in there. I was looking forward to seeing people during the day and interacting. Although I knew it wouldn't be for long because I was planning on leaving the company. 

bad foundation

I dreamt my house was being redone. I looked under the house and it was wet with mud, a stream passing nearby and just bare timbers holding it up. Although it felt a mess, it did feel cleared enough for a new foundation to be put in. Some guys rode by in dirt bikes. They looked like trouble, but I knew they wouldn't bother me. At one time I would have been scared though.

Then I went into the basement. It was a daylight basement with windows. The window panes were made of wood and not sealed well. It looked like they were lightly brushed with black paint, but you could still see the wood grain and it would soak up water easily. There were clear tarps hanging from the ceiling here and there. It was hard to see across the room, but it was light from the outside.

The upstairs was more done. Although it didn't feel right. It wasn't my style really. I guess I had left it that was because it was there..  A neighbor man came by saying good night. I felt uncomfortable about how the interaction felt and I ran upstairs and saw him trying to break in from the top window. I yelled at him and rand towards the window to shut it and he left.

Then I was just waiting for people to get home... I was making food, but really didn't have any food there that I could eat. I seemed to be allergic to it all.

sleeping arrangements

I dreamt that I was at some convention of sorts. There were two Frenchmen that were stylists. One was trying to sell me a curling iron. It was very large in diameter and had air that would blow through it. I was kind of excited that it existed and was about to buy it when the other man showed me their gadget which looked like two black bristled broom heads that faced each other and you would brush your hair straight somehow. It looked too awkward, and not what I needed...

Then I dreamt I was walking up to this bungalo near the ocean. It was up a hill that was peppered with sea grass. There were women in the house. I almost felt like I was sneaking. Like I was going to borrow the house for a bit if it had been empty.

Then I was sleeping on the floor with some friends. Each of us had a different sleeping arrangement. One on a pad which was on top of a folded blanket, I was on just a pad, another straight on the floor with no pillow and so on. I was happy that each of us had a different arrangement because we would all be able to share a different experience with each other and learn which was best. When we woke, I talked to my friend who was sleeping on the floor. He wanted to talk to me about some things I had said. I didn't know what he was talking about..... I guess in my sleep I had said some bad things to him. I felt horrible and out of control. Not at that moment, but that my ?? body would do things against my will.

square steak

I was in an area near the river. It was populated but felt dark. I dream of this area often although I don't know it.

Then I dreamt of the president of the company where I work. He was talking about his son and what he should do for a living. I was remembering about myself, while he was talking, that I thought it would be the perfect balance for half of my day to be physical and the other half being mental. Why had I forgotten that?
While the conversations were going, I was cooking myself a steak. The steak was a perfect square about 12" x 12" and about 2 inches or more thick. I noticed on the side that it had the cross section of an organ in it. It was moving as though it was breathing. I asked my coworker (SB) if she thought it was an organ as well. She said yes. I was thinking it wasn't so good for me to eat. I hung the steak up on a clothes line with clothes pins and the organ was still breathing. Then a hole opened and it was black inside and it was pushing air in and out through that hole. It didn't scare me but I was very curious and wanted to figure out what it meant. Then I was distracted by what else was cooking. She was cooking fish and we had too much. Some white fish, some salmon and we figured we should freeze some of it. The white fish which was sort of ready to eat, wasn't cooked all the way.

Then I was waiting for a friend (TB) and her kids. She was taking so long and I was hungry, so I started looking through a menu. I saw pasta and so took a fork and was basically eating it from the menu. I hadn't had pasta in a long time and was looking forward to it but it really didn't taste like much. I was disappointed.
She was finally ready to leave but I had just started eating, but I had to go...

Then I was in a bar with some friends (although I didnt' know any of them). The bar manager, a pretty woman in her 40s, that looked more like a stiff business woman, came over and clamped one of my friends arms. I say clamped because she had a large heavy duty plastic ... almost robotic sleeve/glove over her arm that made her strong as well as protected her arm. It allowed her to grip the girl strongly and protected her in case the woman defended herself. She was accusing my friend of stealing. I felt strange. I knew my friend hadn't stolen anything, I knew this woman was overreacting, I knew I could defend my friend and be successful, but I was neutral to it all. I wasn't stressed, I wasn't mad at the woman. It was as if I knew none of this was my business, my responsibility, and so on and it would work itself out. I didn't need to give my attention to it. It was kind of peaceful.

Then a large Samoan guy came over to me. I guess we were dating? He wanted to lovey dovey and I wasnt' interested. 

Then I was looking out on the patio... and someone created a mobile. It was two asian styled rectangle frame things, one inside the other and could spin independently, and a photo/drawing inside of a woman who had?? talents or powers. I thought it was pretty and I wanted one or to make one, but the woman there said she stole the photo so wasn't sure if it was ok for anyone to have. 

pregnant guest

I was in a mall with a friend shopping for something. I felt a little lost in the mall, annoyed by the situation, by my friend whom I felt like she was an interruption in my efficiency. I was still able to carry on, but felt a bit dragged down.
Then I was in an apartment building and moving. It was a strange place in that it felt somewhat like a hotel, somewhat like a dorm and somewhat like barracks. Residents items where in the hallway and this was normal. Everyone seemed to know and/or trust each other there and it was a very busy and social place with contant change. I seemed to be moving. My clothes were on a rack in the hallway. I think they were things I was going to get rid of and I was just needing to find someone or some place that would take them. While walking to my place, I saw an apartment open with a strange girl in there. She was very blond, pale and pregnant. I knew she was using the place without permission, but it didn't bother me. She wasn't hurting anything and the tenant wouldn't know she had been there. I was with a couple of girlfriends who were keeping me company during the move. I was telling them to check out the clothes to see if there was anything that fit them and giving back clothes to one of them who had recently lost weight.
I bumped into a green upholstered chair and remembered I needed to give it to a guy friend of mine (GH). who lived down the hall.

I was walking through my kitchen and there was a bathroom off of it. The door was half open and the pregnant blond girl was in there. She looked a bit nervous that I caught her. I told her not to worry. She could stay as long as she needed and if she needed some clothes, to help herself.

dress up

I was in a room at my friend's house. I was actually living there and she was in the other room getting ready. I sat on the floor and seemed like I was just waking up, but the room was rearranged. Had I done that? I wanted to explain to her what I had done, why I had done it and that I could change it back. I was just experimenting... but I didn't want it to make her feel uneasy or that I was trying to take over her space.  Then a friend came over. Someone in reality I don't know. She had short blond hair and I complimented her because I thought she looked so much better than.. before?  She was nice and happy. It was nice to be around her. My other friend was still in the next room, but playing dress up with Keira Knightley. She was in some 17th century getup and they were laughing and having fun. I said "see! costumes can be fun!" but my friend said.. still not for me.. just for other people. Then while sitting on the floor and the blond girl sitting in an orange upholstered chair, I through a pen to try and make it land inside an open cabinet door. Instead it stuck like a dart in the side of the chair. We both started laughing. I was slightly worried that some of the ink would stain the chair, but it somehow landed in a grommet that I hadn't noticed. Then my friend was about to leave for work and I was alone there but with her daughter (which she doesn't have). She was a mischievous little girl and I didn't like the idea of having to watch her. I also had to take a shower and was wondering if my things would be ok around her. I had journals and was quickly trying to remember if any of the content was inappropriate for her or something that I wanted to keep private.

rabbit suit

I dreamt of a rabbit suit... a person in it. It felt empty and nonsensical. Then the man inside took the head off and he was wearing a pin stripe business suit. Hair all coiffed perfectly, straight back... He felt a bit appropriate, but almost like all the energy in him was put into that suit or his shell. Then I saw a guy from work... he felt like he represented being in the "cool" group, the in crowd, the one who is "in" on things... Then they all felt like something like... a chip that you can crumble in one hand and turns to dust. So not real... they didn't carry any weight or life

apology

There are bits before in this dream that I don't remember. I'm driving along 101 on the coast line. It is a beautiful day, breezy and I'm looking out across the ocean. All of a sudden I see a guy riding a scooter? or a motorcycle , what ever it was, it seemed small and so was he. He had red hair, a red helmet and glasses. I could only see the back of the woman, who had long brown hair tied back in a low pony tail and she was riding in front of him on a bike. I hadn't hit them but they startled me and since I hadn't been aware of them, I thought I would roll down my window and say sorry in case I crossed in front of their path at all. The red headed man was from a workshop I attended recently who was having some challenges. When I apologized, he snapped back at me. I was a bit insulted, and frustrated that he reacted that way. I was being nice, let alone I hadn't really done anything to them. I tried again to explain, having to keep to his speed with my car, he softened.... and again... and finally a smile. I only felt better in that he felt better, but the effort for the response I'm not sure was worth it. Did I really need this stranger to smile or understand the situation if  I was ok with it?

Then I was driving through a tunnel and a new friend of mine (RvB) was with me. It was a beautiful tunnel. It was rock that was carved out by nature and so when driving through it, windows of sea could be seen from one side and a river and trees on the other. I parked on the side. I told him... "see? it really is pretty here!" I don't feel like I convinced  him. He then asked if we could get to the beach from this spot. In my mind I was thinking not, but I wasn't sure. Before I could answer, a man that had been traveling behind us, was bouncing out across the sand through one of the windows of the tunnel. There was a dip in my feelings... I'm not sure if it was due to not knowing the answer?  or that I was just here to get my friend this far... and then he would go on his own to his next discoveries 

next to the ropes

I dreamt was at a pub initially with some friends, but then I was alone. The pub was a bit sparse, but people were there for an event and it was about to get crouded. It looked like an Irish pub, wood floors, a bit worn, cozy and lots of character. I had paid for a ticket I guess to watch a boxing match. My brother showed up and I told him what was going on. We were early enough that they hadn't tied off the area where the boxing would be (old school, no the floor in the middle of the bar). He said, I'll leave and go buy a ticket and I was trying to convince him to stay. If he left, he would lose a great spot next to the ropes and I knew it was fine with the owner.

easy chair

I dreamt that I was at my brother's house. It looked like the place in my previous dream. A bit of disarray, stressful feeling trying to be covered up by colorful decorations and antics. I wanted to get out, I wanted to feel better. My brother suggested that we all (there were a number of people there) get into the Jacuzzi. I looked over to this brown leather easy chair. The Jacuzzi was inside of it. It was kind of a new trend that you could keep your Jacuzzi in your house without it take up too much space. I flipped the seat cushion forward, snapped the arms out to the sides and the back outward and folded it in half and voila, there was the water. It was half full and kind of dirty. I told my brother he needed to clean it before anyone could get in. He flushed the water out and turned something on to fill it. The water that came out was dark, almost black. I looked and walked away knowing that I wouldn't enter.

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Then a small dream that I was in a nice relationship with a guy. He looked at me and said.. " you do know you will have to lose this  ... " pointing to my sides etc. meaning I needed to lose weight ".... if we are going to stay together.



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Focus

I was with some people in a room. I'm not sure if we lived together, but we were going to be there a while together. The room was kind of dark, kind of hodgepodge. An oriental rug here, a leather chair there, some modest decor. It didn't look well or feel well. It felt  strained, scattered, not focused. Something like someone was thinking about either being positive or being critical about something... but in not choosing, only critical cold win.   We were together for some ... reason, some purpose, some goal. I felt like we were putting our minds together to create some major world change. The change to be made would be experienced by all, but not made in a physical way. We seemed to be changing ourselves... and "strongly"  for lack of a better word. Changed so  much that it would affect the world in a ripple effect sort of way. 

I dreamt that a guy I know kept begging me for something... I think it was something like going to dinner or paying for something or ??. Something trivial. I was frustrated. Why couldn't he take no for an answer? Also, I could tell that it was all that he wanted from me.So that was extra annoying. Having someone consciously use you.

bird house

I was coming up to a small house. It was on a grassy hill, but still in the neighborhood. I think it looked like it was on a hill because the house was so small in comparison to the yard and it was raised up from the street. The house was yellow. At first I thought it was just a pretend house... something someone made for people to look at, but as I walked closer, you could see it was meant to live in. It was built like a bird house, an A frame roof that went out to the houses farthest point and then the walls of the house angled in a bit to the foundation. The bottom part of the house was painted a high gloss yellow and the upper half a matte yellow. At that point it turned from a curiosity to that I had an appointment to look at the house to purchase. I walked in and it was very tiny. The Kitchen and dining room made for one half of the house the bathroom and all purpose room for the rest. I thought how could they sell such a small house and why would they build such a thing? I took a second look and backed down from that idea. I thought I could live here actually, easily and simply. I was thinking back to how many square feet my first house was and this was supposed to be close, but I couldn't see how.  I looked at the fridge and saw a sheet of paper stuck on the freezer. As I walked closer I saw a few photos of some men. It was a warning that these men are in the neighborhood and have done and are capable of doing some bad things. It was a bit scary. I was wondering if this location was a good idea, but somehow I thought .. yes, it would be fine. I looked out the kitchen window to my car wondering if I had locked it. I knew I had a radio in the back seat and a new pair of boots... maybe a coat and possibly the rest of my life (documents, clothes and so on). I could see I probably hadn't while reassuring myself that it would be fine. As I walked out the front door, my car was gone. I could hear the engine sound trailing off down the street. There is no way I could have caught it. It felt horrible. Granted... I could live without these things, insurance would replace the car, but... I think I almost felt worse that it felt like my fault. Had I only not left it unlocked, had I only not left pricey items in view.... Had I only not been lazy...

Two nice older couples came up to me to see if I was alright. They saw what happened and wanted to help. They were asking if they could follow the car for me, help me look for it or drive me somewhere. I knew they had an agenda that day... it was sunny and a weekend. I told them thank you, that is nice, but I'll be fine.
One of the men was driving a cube van. It was white and the license said he was from the north, although my gut said he was from the south.

I walked down around the neighborhood hoping to find some clues. In some way or other I ended up being pulled somewhere by this couple. I think the old man or someone helpful was with me (maybe Josh Foer? author of the book I'm reading).  They were the couple who stole my car. They were both fair haired and looked like nice people, but they were threatening. They were asking for money in trade for my car. I felt trapped and didn't want to put up with it. I took the girl by the neck and forced her to the ground having some supposed handhold on her neck that was life threatening (although I had no plans to cause any harm). I told him to let us go or she would get hurt. He was beyond reasoning. He was anger, cement, a negative charge, spit and fire all rolled up into one. I wasn't sure any of it would work. I didn't want to scare the girl, but I knew I had to leave.

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I was going to wash some dishes. There was no sink, so I went to wash them in the bath tub. A friend (LN) told me not to. He said when the tub was made, they didn't make them for this like they do now. Which now they advertise them like "even a man can wash things now"  in a bathtub.. I was trying to learn a foreign language at the same time.

children

I don't remember much of this dream but just the presence of children. Not doing anything in particular, but just there, being children, but sort of adult as well. The feeling was they were more mature and wise than adults under the guise of being playful. And adults were more immature and ran their life from their ego , under the guise of being serious.

ID, new way

I was trying to get home. I was supposed to meet up with a friend of mine (BM). I was to use his ID to return a rental boat or something. I was nervous that I didn't have my own ID and felt strange using his. I should have my own, I didn't want to follow in his footsteps and I wanted to make my own way. Although him helping me was a very nice feeling. I was worried but decided to just go and show up and see what happened.

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There was a big car and a nice little car. My friend really liked the old big car and I said I liked both. In reality I liked the little car, but I appreciated why someone would like the big car, but I would never want it for myself.
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I had another dream where I met some friends in some cafe in Berlin. It was a casual meeting (I had thought) and was kind of late. They gave me gifts and I felt bad but then realized it was my birthday. One gave me a little gift bag that I would look through later and another gave me a small paper plate with a vegan meal on it, carrots and gravy that did not look appetizing.  I had put the plate on my left shoulder and walked to a movie theater. It was kind of like an art school and they were showing a movie that night. I fit in but didn't, mostly didn't. There were some chairs set up like a normal movie theater and then a flat open space right in front of the screen with a piano to the side. I decided to sit down there, so I found a chair and started putting my things down. I noticed the plate fell off of my shoulder, so I went to pick it up and to see if any gravy got on my clothes or my hair. I was glad it fell because I didn't want the meal, just felt like I should show appreciation for the gift. I felt there was someone there to be nice to me too... in the same manner or feeling of the dream with the boat, but I wasn't looking for them or not seeing them.

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I had another dream that I was helping to manage a stage theater. A band was there waiting to set up. They asked me which way the stage was. I was about to give them this long description knowing they would get lost with it, so I paused. It was a way I had always went but it was long, with many turns and seemed awkward. The main reason I took it was because it was a way I knew and the door was close. Just about 10 feet away was another door that some how took you straight to the stage by walking down a hallway, no turns and no way to get lost. I was thinking... why don't I take that way? Just because the door isn't in front of me? Because i'm not used to it?  I told them the new way.

shortcuts

I was in a foreign country. I think Germany maybe?  I was talking to some friends there that were from that country. They were commenting on "Americans" this and "Americans" that.... basically stereotyping all the thing that supposedly all Americans do or are like. I was listening to them partially agreeing with the tinges of truth with little bits of defensiveness,knowing it was more work than it was worth to explain the intricacies of such a large country.  I had to go meet some people and so I decided to take a short cut through a shopping mall. It was quite the shortcut as I realized that it took much longer by underground and walking than by going through a few stores. It felt nice to go through the mall. Something about it felt familiar and so less stressful to navigate.

Reminds me of the hiking dream.

beach detective

I dreamt I was at the coast. I had been staying in a cottage for some function a friend was holding and then needed to go to the next location. I could actually get home in one day, but for some reason thought it would be nice to stay another night in a town farther down the coast that was on the way home. I checked into another little cottage, more of a motel really. It was simple and old, but warm and dry. I left to go to some diner. I was in the lobbyesque area where there are two glass doors at opposite ends before you reach the main entry. There was a man that I was meeting that was there to help me. I hadn't sought him out, but somehow he knew that I was up to something and knew that I would be in danger and needed help.  I had and was looking for information. This information would reveal something about someone. I felt like I had to hide what I knew at the same time look and ask for it. The man I met was more wise in the area of hunting down information, snooping and staying out of sight than I was. I was glad to have him around. He made me feel safe but at the same time held my activities to high standards. If I couldn't keep pace, he wasn't going to be dragged down by me.

club, 2 paths, fishing

I dreamt I was in a car with a guy. I know I didn't like him, that he wasn't my type (he was flashy, into money and showing off), that I didn't want to spend time with him, but I was still with him. We were headed to a late night club to meet a couple of my friends, who were not really my friends, who I was seeing to have someone to spend time with. It was late and the building was curved so you could park in a half circle around it. I saw close parking spots, but he kept going around to the back. I just wanted to get in and get out and actually not be seen.

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I had been on a hike with some friends and I think my brother. We left from a farm which felt like my grandparent's farm. It had a feeling of comfort, ease, and security. We packed up and went for a long hike through which seemed like red rock, the kind you might see in monument valley but smoother, and the path  was all next to a river. There were trees along the way, I remember eating cherries at one tree. It was a nice hike and I felt like I knew where I was going. We spent the night at one location and everyone had gone ahead. I knew this and or had agreed to it. It didn't feel bad or wrong. I was packing up my things but having a hard time concentrating. I would start packing, then clean up one section, then wonder if I should go to the bathroom, or if I should eat something, basically not getting any one thing done. It didn't feel good to be scattered. I also didn't know where I was going although I knew of some paths I could take. At one point I had a bird's eye view of the paths. One path was along the river and I could see it would take much longer. It wound back and forth and had water and trees which I like. The other path was very straight and through the canyon. It would be quick and direct to the destination. I wasn't sure which way to go.Although I knew I would enjoy the water, part of me liked the idea of speeding through. I didn't know which way to go.
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I dreamt that some friends were fishing. I really wasn't interested in fishing but felt like I was being a poor sport for not. I decided to go along with them, but not fish. We all went into an above ground pool and the guys had their gear on (wading boot/overalls) and my one friend brought his daughter with him and was going to teach her how to fish. They went into the pool and were casting their lines out into the grass. I didn't understand why they were doing this. This wasn't fishing. They daughter tried to cast, but the line would get caught at the edge of the pool or in the grass. I went to go help her untangle the line but I felt that there was no point. It was going to continue on being a mess and there was no opportunity to actually fish.

triplets

Hmm had another dream regarding names. It is foggy, but there were three men in suits with Beatles haircuts. They looked identical and there was something important about their names regarding who they were, would be and how it represented them. 

last name

I dreamt of a guy that looked sort of like Johnny Depp, sort of like a friend of mine from NY. He had the feel of both of them... kind of adventurous, artsy, following their gut. He was telling me his name (which I don't remember now). I said it really didn't suit him. His original last name was McKenzie or McKinnan and that seemed to work well with him and his career. But then his mother remarried and he adopted his step dad's last name which was Tattoo. He didn't like it either. It didn't fit with who he was becoming. 

bad shoes and barbie head

My dream started off with me having a birthday dinner with my family. For some reason it landed on Easter and so they took me out for an Easter brunch. It was my mom, her boyfriend, grandmother, brother, his wife and a German guy I met once in an Irish pub. We were sitting at a wooden table outside on the deck. I looked over to another table full of older ladies. One of them looked like an friend of mine's mother that I hadn't seen in years. I wanted to make sure then I could tell she was trying to figure out the same thing about me. So I waved, which as soon as I did, I realized it wasn't her and she didn't understand why I was waving. Another woman at the table kept looking at me too, but in kind of a ?? hmm... She wanted my attention.

So, the brunch was ending and my family paid. I felt bad for them paying but then realized it was for my birthday. I looked at the gift I was given. It was a pair of .. not so pretty shoes. They were very flat, very wide, very shapeless. I thought, well... I'm sure they are comfortable.. I should give them a try (or turn them in for something else). I  and my German friend were looking for the bathroom. I pointed them out to him and headed in the same direction. Then it went to me being in the upstairs of the building. It was almost like a youth hostel... casual, worn furniture, a pool table. I was sitting on the floor. My friend was there but then he was gone, so I continued to wait. Then I had my head in my hands... like detached from my body (although I was seeing out of the normal placement of my head and eyes). It was interesting to see my head from an outsider's perspective turning it this way and that. As I turned it around I realized I was trying to avoid looking at the eyes. It felt scary. I put the head down for a second and the eyes opened, clear and blue looking blankly at me. I quickly picked it up and turned it around to put it back on.

wedding exposure

At the beginning of the dream, I was helping set up for a wedding. It was for my step mom. When I was young, I always felt she was the bell of the ball, and she was here too. She seemed younger and everyone was doing this for her. I was all in raggy clothing after having been working on the set up. Her extended family was showing up in nice cars and clothing and I was needing to leave. They asked why and I was telling them I needed to dress nice too. Part of me felt less than, part of me felt out of place or not like the rest of them. As I was walking away, I walked by a blondish guy. He resembled a guy I had a crush on in first grade.... Patrick. Kind of a quiet guy that seemed thoughtful. He also seemed like a mix of another fellow I had a crush on when I was 18 and a mix of different blond characters that were always somewhat quiet, inwardly strong and I respected. Walking by him made me feel good.

Then it seemed the wedding was over, and I was in bed in a house I was sharing with some other wedding goers. I was getting flashbacks of the night before. Everyone was pretty drunk and silly, but for whatever reason, it was ok for them (in my mind) but not me. I felt exposed, stupid and so on. I realized I wasn't alone in bed. The guy I like had just walked in the house and I was panicked that him seeing that I was in bed with this other fellow would ruin things (although we had both been just sleeping because it was a place to sleep). When my friend showed up, a few people did cause a bit of a hubbub and the guy in bed left and others left. They fellow I liked just continued to do what he was doing, and asked if I was hungry and if anyone wanted to head over to subway to get something. I was a bit relieved. I knew that what we had was stronger than one experience blowing away what we had. As we were walking to the subway, people were asking each other what they would get. I had something in mind with pickles and turkey. Someone said... people who get that are ??? somethings. I think I was defensive at first and then it was ok to be a ??? something I decided.. it was what I was.

Then I was in some hotel. I was walking up the stairs to my room. We were all scantily clad and I was feeling exposed. It was a similar situation in that... although we were all in the same situation, I felt more out of place or in the wrong than the others. I walked to the very top of the stairs hoping to avoid being seen. I would peek out a bit here and there to see the others. Then for whatever reason I thought... guess what.. you have to do abc.. you need to get these things done for yourself, exposed or not. Go... (live)... and so I walked down through them and I felt relieved. 

two ships

I was in a friend's parents' boat in the front of their house. It needed some fixing inside, but I was going to be living in it for a while. They were kind and nice seeming. I had woken and was kind of in my own world regarding time and what I would be doing that day. He (kaz) went from the house down the stairs to another boat parked along the street. He called or texted me to come over. I said I can't, I need to take a shower and and and.... which was always my story with him. He was frustrated, but expected it and so didn't stop asking.

new language

I had an intense dream, although I am missing the details. I know I was speaking another language and working with a foreign government. A blond stern looking man was barking orders of what needed to happen. It wasn't a bad thing though. It felt exciting and like I was part of something.