kitten

I dreamt that I was outside. I felt as though I had been doing outside work... farm work, with people that had all agreed to or felt the need to do it. We were done for the day. My mother was there. I saw a kitten and I wanted to get it... my mother was in the way some how, a bit reckless and the kitten hurt itself. She ignored it, but I realized it was hurt due to it walking oddly. It had skinned its front leg. I had to get it to the vet. She wanted me to use my "address"... She said she didn't want her vet bills to go up. I guess it was like Insurance, that if you have an accident your rate goes up. I said no... it was her kitten, her property... and I didn't want to lie. I took the kitten to the vet feeling better that it would be taken care of and that it seemed calm. A man came to me and said he needed my information. He took a scanner and scanned my back lower hip. I guess I had a chip there with all of my information. He was nice. 

blue god

I dreamt that I was with an exbf BW and I was blue. Not naturally blue, but had blue makeup all over my body and face... but that this was me. He liked the color and me. Then I started feeling that although this was me, maybe I might offend others. I went to a bathhouse with a girl who fit in more than I did. At first I felt safe due to being with her, but then, with these people I didn't fit with, I felt again like I might be offensive... this color, was it a god of theirs I was offending or worse, not their religion and that was offensive. They wouldn't understand that it was me.  I held myself under water, for a very long time. I was shocked at how long I could be under for. The others didn't seem to notice this effort. I stayed under until I could wash off every trace of blue. I came back out and had accomplished it.  I was clean now, but they didn't notice me,  just the same as when I had the blue skin.  I now didn't feel comfortable and I was not myself.

bacon

I had a dream last night about Harrison Ford and Carrie Fisher. They were both the age they are now. She was kind of a comedic possible romantic interest of his, but they hadn't made it that far yet. He lived out on some hill in a rugged, remote dry area. She drove a topless Jeep up to his place and went in. I'm not sure what the conversation was, but it felt like she needed to leave in a hurry, and was anxious. She started backing down the driveway in a harried fashion, which was steep, narrow, crooked and impossible. As an outsider watching... you knew it wasn't possible. Then Harrison comes out as her wheels were spinning in the dust and just in time to see the Jeep dangling vertically over a drop that will land on boulders below. Carrie is dangling from the steering wheel and is screaming. She then screams (more an an exclamation to herself) .... "I did this for BACON!!!" 

xmas trees

I dreamt that I worked for a department store. I felt like the newbie, low man on the totem pole as I didn't really know all of the rules and I was just getting familiar with the place. I think I was partnered with anothe worker to learn the ropes, although nothing like that was said. We were getting rid of items in the stores.. I forget now what, but maybe something that was biodegradable. We went outside the building and up a dirt hill that was to the side and a bit away from the building. There were some bushes... but sparse area. The manger was complaining about that we hadn't planted trees yet. Each store was responsible for planting 4 to five Christmas trees to sell. I was thinking that wasn't very many. We had to get on that project. I looked down and I could see the stumps of previous trees. There didn't look like there would be much room for planting. Why hadn't they dug these up? Could they burn out the stump? All in all it felt sort of fun. I was outside, felt a little independent. 

printed ticket

I dreamt that I was going to a concert with some friends. I had prepared in advance and had purchased a high end ticket ahead of time. When I went to use it, I was shocked that they said my name was not on the list. I showed him my ID, told him where I had purchased it, even showed him the receipt on my iphone. He wouldn't take it. I was upset. I went to leave and go home to get it, and someone else told me that I could just print it in the lobby and it would be fine. I was upset that the man didn't give me these instructions.

lining

I dreamt that I was in Austin, TX for a rodeo. I could see that all of the people in the stands were wearing white cowboy hats. They looked much larger than cowboy hats do normally. They felt like a happy and light hearted bunch. I had a purse in my hand and I guess that I had made it. It had all different sections in it and I had put a different color of lining in each section. I noticed it didn't turn out as I had wanted. I had glued it in, and it seems you could see the glue through the fabric and it shrunk. All in all, it was still a neat design and I went to show my dad, but he didn't care.

window dress

I dreamt my brother, sister in law and step mother were going on trip. I was to or take care of cats. Sister in law was being passive aggressive saying... "Im worried if the cats will be ok."

I was busy with my own life and so was running many errands, but showed up at the large house before them. I could hear them come in the large building. It was somewhat like a castle, with turrets and lots of windows in the ceilings, it seemed to need better care. I was putting my things in the house. I noticed they cleared the bathroom cabinet for me which was nice. It was a nice mirror with wide dark wood frame that you couldn't tell opened. The counter had a wet black towel and finger nail clippings on it. I decided I would clean it all up before I put my things away.

Then I heard them come in.... I could hear them talk about me, wondering where I was etc., but not in the best light.

I looked up through the windows.. I could see the winds swirling. They arrived in the back sun room where I was where they realized I was there. CC said something about the wind. The sky was red and smokey looking to where you could see the movement.   Flocks of birds flew over but you could just see their silhouettes in the sky. It was beautiful and haunting. There were so many many birds, almost as though they were aware of something that we were not.  Then one silhouette hovered over and it looked like an old dark ages drawing of some sort of bird or dragon that was mythical. CC said "See that dress? That has been here since I was a little girl. I should probably work on getting that down." I looked, and outside on one of the very high windows was a dress, spinning and swirling against the window on its own. It was a vertical window, there is no way that dress should have been there. I could see a body scurry up the widow. It was hooded. It kept fighting to get the dress. It seems he finally succeeded because he plunged down from the window toward the ground. I could see that he had a harness and ropes. Did he get it? I wasn't quite sure. It almost seemed liked he was escaping it. Then I saw many Africans with very black skin. They had white powder or paint on parts of their bodies and faces, mainly the upper half of their head and they were all somewhat unclothed. They all had shortly cropped hair and each had a different design of the white on them. I told CC that they must be daemon hunters of sorts. 

rail end

I dreamt I worked for some sort of old time shipping company. The business near a river and a train track. I worked for them and I had needed to go with a train shipment and/or go after one that was incorrect. I was on a small train but outside, trying to catch up to the other. I liked the wind, the view of the river, it was nice. Then the train tracks came to an end over the river. The train came to a halt and the jolt threw me. I went flying through the air and my goal was to reach the other side where the tracks continued. With my all of my thoughts and flailing arms, I tried to reach it, but somewhere mid air, I knew there was no way. I was hovering at a very high point and looked down. I hadn't realized how high up I was. I felt there was no way to make a fall like this in water. As I fell I tried to think of the best position to be in... a dive? an angle to swim? Right before I hit I seemed to have caught air and dove in. I was alive and so happy I made it. I got up and realized I was in shallow water and walked to the edge. I made it back to work and the current vp of my company (BG) was there. He hadn't realized that I had left with that shipment and was worried about me. I went up to him and we leaned into each other, the right sides of our foreheads touching. He said something along the lines that he cared about me, and we turned towards each other. He gave me a touching kiss on the right cheek. It felt like warm love.

Little Girl

I dreamt that I was in a building and was a bit lost in its corridors. There was a swimming pool, other people, possibly students. It was a building of learning of sorts. I left the building and seemed to be going through the woods and ended up at a river. A little girl was with me, as well as my mother, and a friend of my mother's. The friend asked me "was your mother nice to you?"  I answered her not vindictively, not as a victim, but in a matter of fact manner, "no she wasn't." I could tell that the woman knew this, but she was giving me an opportunity to have it in the open with a witness (her), my mother and myself. It is blurred what happened next. I think the woman was gone and it seemed my mom either was too, or turned into a Native American man. Not just any, but she was the one in Last of the Mohicans that tries to kill the people at the end. He was going after the little girl. He had a very long spear, but it seemed to be all metal. I went to go stop him, but part of me felt like I ...hmmm  maybe she was supposed to die? or maybe I knew I couldn't really help her? I'm not quite sure, but the result being that I could not do this by myself. I heard noise behind me and there were a large group of other Native Americans that were running through the river over to us. They gave off a light and they were running to come help. They killed the one man and then they disappeared. The little girl and I sat on a log. I realized at that moment that she was me. I asked her if she was a ghost, although I knew she was me, I didn't know "what" she was. She smiled and said "something like that."  She said that she has been with me all along. She was very confident and sure of herself. 

glass half steps

I dreamt that I was in a foreign country. Well, it felt like the excitement of NYC, but it was more like southern Italy. I was walking through the city, on the street with buildings on one side and a park on the other. I was on my way to a class. It felt nice and new but also an uncomfortable that can come with unknown anticipation. I had this feeling before, so I knew it was the beginning of something good even if it was scary. The class I was going to take was glass blowing. I hadn't realized I had signed up for it or even had been interested. I thought kind of neat though... I'll learn something I don't know and get to be creative.

Someone was showing me one of the first projects we would be working on. It was a miniature scene, like a village or group of people, that was attached to cloth. I thought this was neat, but at the same time I wondered why the cloth wouldn't burn if you were torching a piece of glass to it? I was still looking forward to making it.

It seems the class was over and people were leaving. I was with my coworker DA. We were walking back to an apartment or maybe to get something to eat. We had to walk up some stairs. I had remembered them (dream only) as being European steps. Only half of the step was there, so either the front of your foot or the back of your foot would never rest on the step. It felt not very safe because you always had to be aware of where you were placing your feet.

We were on the top of the stairs and now descending. There was a couple there walking to the park. They had quadruplets in a stroller. The mother was able to rearrange the stroller so it could have them 2x2 or 1x4 to be less in the way. They were sweet. DA seemed irritated and it was affecting my mood. She was walking with a long leash that made me have to step around behind her. I asked her if she could pick it up? or even if I could roll it up and put it in my bag. She was thinking .. oh don't bother, but it was a bother.

Then we were in an apartment. I think we needed to meet someone there ?? not sure. It was filthy. The child there was filthy, the walls were filthy. It felt awful, but I didn't want them to feel like I was judging them, I just wanted out as soon as possible.

broken dishes

I dreamt that I was my brother was moving into my place. I think I had just moved to this place, it was an apartment in a building. I had unpacked all of my dishes and had finally made everything just so. I saw that he had boxes of kitchen items on the counters. I didn't like the ideas of mixing our things. I knew he would forget what was his and what was mine and it would be annoying when it came to splitting everything up. I was going to tell him to just leave his things, but then I decided he could have his things out and I would pack mine back up. I saw that two of my dishes had already been broken. He was about to give me some excuses of why it broke and that it was just a dish, not a big deal, when he realized he actually had broken one of his own dishes that were his nice ones. He wasn't happy. I was glad about my decision to pack up my things. 

woke up to this song in my head - Is There Something I Should Know

Please please tell me now, please please tell me now
Please please tell me now, please please tell me now

I made a break I run out yesterday tried to find my mountain hideaway
Maybe next year maybe no go
I know you're watching me every minute of the day yeah
I've seen the signs and the looks and the pictures that give your game away yeah
There's a dream that strings the road a broken glass for us to hold
And I cut so far before I had to say

Please please tell me now is there something I should know
Is there something I should say that'll make you come my way
Do you feel the same cause you don't let it show

Oh oh, oh, oh people stare and cross the road from me
oh oh, And jungle drums they all clear the way for me
Can you read my mind can you see in the snow
And firey deamons all dance when you walk through that door
Don't say you're easy on me you're about as easy as a nuclear war There's a dream that strings the road with broken glass for us to hold
And I cut so far before I had to say

Please please tell me now is there something I should know
Is there something I should say that'll make you come my way
Do you feel the same cause you don't let it show

Please please tell me now is there (please please tell me now)something I should know
Is there (please please tell me now) something I should say
That'll (please please tell me now) make you come my way
Please please tell me now can you see (please please tell me now) what makes me blow
Can you (please please tell me now) see how much I'd die
Everytime (please please tell me now) it passes by
Please please tell me now what it (please please tell me now) takes to make it show
Is there (please please tell me now) something I should know
Is there (please please tell me now) something I should know

woke up to this song in my head - The Auctioneer

There was a boy in Arkansas who wouldn't listen to his ma
When she told him that he should go to school
He'd sneak away in the afternoon, take a little walk and pretty soon
You'd find him at the local auction barn
Well he'd stand and listen carefully then pretty soon he began to see
How the auctioneer could talk so rapidly
He said, "Oh my it's do or die I've got to learn that auction cry
Gotta make my mark and be an auctioneer"

25 dollar 30 now 30 dollar 30 dollar
30 dollar 30 dollar give me a hollar 30 dollar
who will bid it at a 35 dollar bid?
35 dollar 35 35 make it 35 and a 35 make it 35 and a 35
Who will bid it at a 35 dollar bid?

As time went on he did his best and all could see he didn't jest
He practied on and then some night and day
His pappy'd find him behind the barn just a workin up an awful storm
As he tried to imitate the auctioneer
Said his pappy, "Son we just can't stand a havin' a mediocre man,
You gotta take that auction usin' our good name.
I'll send you off to auction school and then you'll be nobody's fool
You can take your place among the best"

35 dollar 40 now 40 dollar 40 dollar
40 dollar 40 dollar give me a hollar 40 dollar
Who will bid it at at a 40 dollar bid?
40 dollar 45 45 will you make it 45 give me 45 and a 45
Who will bid it at a 45 dollar bid?

So from that morning he went to school there grew a man who played it
cool
He came back home a full fledged auctioneer
And people came from miles around just to hear him make that rhythmic
sound
That filled their hearts with such a happy cheer
His fame reached out from shore to shore he had all he could do and more
He had to buy a plane to get around
Now he's the tops in all the land so let's all give that man a hand
He's the best of all the auctioneers

45 dollar 50 now 50 dollar 50 dollar
50 dollar 50 dollar give me a hollar 50 dollar
Who will bid it at a 50 dollar bill?
50 dollar 55 55 make it 55 and a 55 make it 55 and
Sold that horse for a 50 dollar bill
Hey well alright sir here we go there and what are ya' gonna give for 'em.
I have a 600 dollar down here now 10 and now 25 and now 35 and now there 50 now 60 will ya' give me 60 now 75, 75 another 85 dollars another buy 'em there.

There was a boy in Arkansas
who wouldn't listen to his ma
when she told hi-im he should go to school.
He'd sneak away in the afternoon,
take a little walk then pretty soon,
you'd find him at the local auction barn.

He'd stand and listen carefully.
Then pretty soon he began to see
how the auctioneer could talk so rapidly.
He said, "Oh my, it's do or die.
I've got to learn that auction cry.
Gotta make my mark and be an auctioneer."

25 dollar bid it now, 30 dollar 30
Will you gimmie 30 make it 30
Bid it on a 30 dollar will you gimmie 30.
Who'll bid a 30 dollar bid?
30 dollar bid it now, 35, will you gimmie 35
to make it 35 to bid at 35.
Who would a-bid it at a 35 dollar bid?

As time went on, he did his best
and all could see he didn't jest.
He practiced calling bids both night and day.
His pap would find him behind the barn
just working up an awful storm
as he tried to imitate the auctioneer.

Then his pap said, "Son, we just can't stand
to have a mediocre man
sellin' things at auction using our good name.
I'll send you off to auction school.
Then you'll be nobody's fool.
You can take your place among the best."

35 dollar bid it now a 40 dollar 40
Will you gimmie 40 make it 40
Bidin' it on a 40 dollar will you gimmie 40.
Who'll bid a 40 dollar bid?
40 dollar bid it now, 45, will you gimmie 45
to make it a 45 to bid it a 45.
Who would a-bid it at a 45 dollar bid?

So from that boy who went to school
there grew a man who played it cool
he came back home a full-fledged auctioneer.
then the people came from miles around
just to hear him make that rhythmic sound
that filled their hearts with such a happy cheer.

His fame spread out from shore to shore.
He had all he could do and more.
Had to buy a plane to get around.
Now he's the tops in all the land.
Now let's pause and give that man a hand.
He's the best of all the auctioneers.

45 dollar bid it now a 50 dollar 50
Will you gimmie 50 make it 50
Bidin' it on a 50 dollar will you gimmie 50.
Who'll bid a 50 dollar bid?
50 dollar bid it now, 55, will you gimmie 55
To make it a 55 to bid at 55.
Sold that hog for a 50 dollar bill.

Hey well all right sir, open the gate and let�'em out and walk �'em boys.
Here we come a lot number twenty-nine in. What are you gonna give for 'em
I have a 25 I ought-a get 35 and now a 50 make it 50 bid it along at 50
now 60 will ya' give me 60 now 75 and now 85 and now 95 a hundred and now 25
and now it's at 75 and a 2 and a 3 and a 4 and a 5 and a 6 now 7 now 800 dollars
and a buy 'em there.

woke up to song in head - When I Need You

When I need you
I just close my eyes and I'm with you
And all that I so wanna give you
It's only a heartbeat away

When I need love
I hold out my hands out and I touch love
I never knew there was so much love
Keeping me warm night and day

Miles and miles of empty space in between us
A telephone can't take the place of your smile
But you know I won't be travellin' forever
It's cold out, but hold out and do like I do

When I need you
I just close my eyes and I'm with you
And all that I so wanna give you, babe
It's only a heartbeat away

It's not easy when the road is your driver
Honey, that's a heavy load that we bear
But you know I won't be travellin' a lifetime
It's cold out, but hold out and do like I do

Oh I need you

When I need love
I hold out my hands out and I touch love
I never knew there was so much love
Keeping me warm night and day

When I need you
I just close my eyes
And you're right here by my side
Keepin' me warm night and day

I just hold out my hands
I just hold out my hands
And I'm with you darlin'
Yes, I'm with you darlin'

All I wanna give you
It's only a heartbeat away
Oh, I need you darlin'

niceness

I dreamt that I was at the owner's home of the company I work for. There was a big party there with lots of young ladies. Myself and the VP were upstairs. He seemed very focused on the rules of the place and making sure that the owner was not going to find anything that he was unhappy about. He was being oddly kind to me. Not the usual superficial, get-by-to-get-back nice that he usually is. He actually listened and acted like he cared how I felt. It was nice for a change. We were upstairs checking the rooms. It seems some of the party had continued up the stairs and into the master bedroom, so we were making sure everything was back in its place. The owner arrived just as we were fixing it. We couldn't find the coverlet that went over the duvet, but found something that was just as good. I figured he wouldn't notice the details... which he didn't.

games shop

I dreamt I was in another town or maybe even country. It felt unfamiliar, but it felt homey. Something about it, maybe the smallness, the safeness, the live ability of it, is what made it feel like home.  I was walking along a curving sidewalk bordered by trees and lush plants and little shops or homes here and there. I was on my way to a games shop. It was full of different board games, playing pieces, odd themed accessories. I was looking for something in-particular. I can't think now of what or why, but it had some sort of meaning to me. There was a blond young fellow behind the counter that was helping me. He was being extra attentive and nice, I assumed because he rarely had females in the shop. Some people came in which curbed my shopping experience. I didn't feel at ease looking for the item with them there. I felt exposed and didn't want them to see what meant something to me, to comment or even worse, want what I treasured. I hurried and bought something that was good enough, although not what I wanted. I had a bit of a feeling of regret in my gut. I knew this wasn't it, why did I feel the need to buy something, why didn't I just leave? I guess I felt as though I had to seem like I knew what I was doing or give back for the clerk's time or? not sure, but it was nothing from or for myself. I walked out of the store looking at my new item. It was a silver ring with a die on it.  I guess it was ok...  

stop thinking

I dreamt that I was dreaming... and in my dream I consciously quit thinking about solving a problem, and also remembered not thinking about solving a problem, and when I did that, answers would come, and then I woke up and remembered that yes, to quit thinking of solutions... because it took me away from the answers. So the idea was let it go and the answers will come....

Then I dreamt that my ex BW, said I looked haggy... like a hag.  He wasn't being horrible... and I didn't take it horrible, but I didn't want to be there either.

knees & whooping

I dreamt I had a sore knee. I looked down and it looked like a bug bite. I pushed on it as though it was a soap dispenser and stuff came out.. to the point I had to use a tissue to hold over top. I felt I was helping it heal though, although it actually started looking like a dispenser.

Then I dreamt that someone at work had whooping cough and everyone in the office was getting it.

zimbone

I dreamt that I was at the coast or ?? somewhere familiar that I visit often, but don't live there. I was staying in a hotel for something that others I knew were attending as well. It was time to return and I was going to go get my car. TB was also going home, but needed a ride with some group of people. It was a crowded car, so I suggested she go with me, which actually meant she drive another car and I drive a car, or the group drove a car and she came with me. I went to go get my car, which was newish to me. When I went to pick it up I was surprised that the back had only one wheel, as in being a one wheeled car. At first I was concerned and then the guy goes ... "no... it is a zimbone. Very unique etc. and good for the environment etc. etc."  I took the meaning that it was rare, at the time very ahead of its time being environmental, and so on. My assurance had been restored and I was excited to drive the car home. Although then they said something about that it had been previously owned by the "tea party" and that a certain stigma or tax or something odd would always be stuck with this car, no matter who owned it. I didn't like that what ever it was tagged to the car, even though I think it was a savings of some sort. I didn't like that kind of string.

I realized I didn't pack up everything at the hotel and went back to pack the rest. MT, an ex bf was helping with advice about the car. He looked different. His hair was longer a bit and blond. His new wife had bleached it. He said that his neighbors called him a hippy, but he didn't mind. He looked happy. I thought it was silly for him to be helping me, he should be with his wife.

synch, passage, costume

I dreamt that I was on an airplane but needed to get somewhere else. Two older executive ladies walked by saying they are going where I needed to go.  I thought how wonderfully synchronistic. I rant to catch up and talk to them. They helped me and said they would help me get on their plane.

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I dreamt that I was witnessing a right of passage of some people. They were young, but had facial hair. Part of the ritual included pigs ... I'm not sure if they killed the pigs, but I knew they were part of the ritual. Some other native men were taking large pieces of aloe plants and scraping their insides. Others were sharpening knives. The handles were made of bone or horns maybe. The ritual included scraping the boys faces from all of their hair, leaving their skin a bit raw, then coating it in the aloe.

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I was with my friend MB. Several of us needed to be in costumes for some reason. MB and I needed to go prepare. We were driving in the snow and I had to park on a hill. I was hoping my car would be ok and turned the wheel so the car would roll to the curb. MB and I got out to go look for and apply make up, but he needed to use the bathroom first. I was not happy that I had to wait again...

TB was dressed as a fairy, a black man was dressed as a shaman...  We were at an outdoor theater stage. It was all of a sudden filled with dancers and colors.

gold bow bomb, pillow ring

I dreamt that I found a gold bow tie. It felt more rigid than it should and I realized it had a bomb or a trigger for a bomb in it. It looked like a bow that I had from childhood that my parents used as uniforms for their restaurant staff. I knew timing was important... this had just been left and the person was departing the building. I decided to click the trigger. I wanted to stop the person from continuing and I wanted this taken care of once and for all, no more tip toeing, no more red tape, let's just do this. I pushed it and nothing happened. I was partly relieved... glad that no one was hurt, no catastrophe happened; partly confused what was this thing that looked like a bomb? I knew it was one, why didn't it go off? was it the wrong timing? did the person escape? I was working with a team of people that were going to find out. It felt good to belong to this team. We relied on each other and believed in each other...

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I dreamt that RVB called me. I caught mid way through his sentence that he was looking at rings. He saw one that was a ?? something pillow ring. That it wasn't a diamond, but he things I would like it even more. It was unique, special and had meaning.

car memory

I dreamt that I was on a road trip with RVB. It was exciting to be with him but something made me feel doubts, not sure what exactly. We came to a small European town and were going to find a hotel. We parked. He went to go get keys and so on. I got in the car to move it closer and pushed the wrong button. They car had memory buttons and all of a sudden it started going in a direction. I knew it was to his family, his new baby. I wanted to stop it so it wouldn't go, and I wanted to confront him as he said it wasn't an issue and didn't exist anymore for him. My stomach sunk but at the same time I was glad to find the truth sooner rather than later.

folding

I dreamt that I was in a place with Irish people or maybe leprechauns. They were all normal seeming though and my size. We were gathering things to move, all going about our business, as if we were done with a show like a carnival, and now it was time to move on. Everyone was sweet and good mannered and helpful. I had a duvet cover that I was needing to return and if the item looked opened, you would receive a percentage less. I had opened it and was not happy with the way I had folded it. One of the little old men said he could do it easy. He undid my folding job and went to work on it, but it was much worse than what I had done. I appreciated his help but was stressing out. In the mean time 3 people walked by. It seemed as though they were people that were from my high school that I didn't know well, but I knew they would expect me to say hello. I didn't feel like it.

death

I dreamt that I was with some friends. They were going to another's house for fun, I think we were all younger and still living at home. The friend we were visiting had asked for some specific sports glove that I guess was unique. We went to the guy's house to have fun and somehow someone had shot him and he died. We were all scared and worried, not just due to shooting a friend or murder and jail, but the father of this person was very scary. The one who shot him ran to escape and we all ran. I was worried for him. He probably could have been free of being caught, but he kept on the glove that was the friend's and had been seen with it.

Then it melded to another story, but I was still running and escaping something. I was running through peoples' backyards and gardens and would run into a house, and everyone would already be dead. I knew what made them dead was following my path, although I don't think initially it was following me, I was just in the path. It wasn't personal and I wasn't a target. I wanted to get to a home where they people were still alive so I could warn them and/or have them help me stop this thing. I ran up the stairs of one house and it was a Mexican family.  The thing was coming up the stairs behind me. It looked like a man's physique and like a man, but it wasn't. It's face was dry and it was as if his skull was hollow and dry as well. It spoke words as it came up the stairs as if it was a witch. And the people would start dying with his words. He didn't really have to do anything graphic or awful visually, but it felt awful and evil.

I ran from this home and to the next. I was at Oprah's house of all things. I started making breakfast and though I would stop for a bit and eat. But then I didn't want him to catch me or for me to have to run and then leaving her kitchen a mess, so I started cleaning it. Then I had run again. This time he had cornered me. I picked him up by his legs and banged him against the railing of the stairs, the walls, the furniture... nothing affected him, so I kept running.

I know was in a business district and saw a large one story bank with lots of windows and people. I somehow knew he was headed there. I ran to warn the people as well as hoping they would help somehow to stop him. He was right behind me and as I was warning them he put his hand to a monitor screen... somehow that allowed him access to the whole building through electricity. He started with his chant and I thought it was too late. I ran to the end of the building to another exit and as I did I turned to a customer service guy that was sitting at his computer kiosk and smiling. I tilted my head sideways to him and he looked at me and held up an answer. It was a caricature of him, the kind with the very large head and the small body. The drawing had his jaw show as extremely large so that his lower jaw protruded out past the rest of him. In his mouth were all sorts of things that one shouldn't eat - poisons, toxins, batteries, nails and so on, but he had a big grin. The idea being that he could eat anything and not be harmed by it.  He then took a cord from the computer and put it in his mouth, this all while the evil thing was trying to get to everyone via the currents. He was able to stop him and didn't die and the thing lost its power.

coffee time

I dreamt that I was going to get some coffee and read a book. I was sitting in my car and noticed that a friend of mine was in the building next door (FE). He was doing something with his music equipment maybe??  I didn't expect to see him and it kind of made me want to leave or hide for some reason. I looked in my rear view mirror of my car and put on some mascara... tried not to be obvious to him or passers by. I felt a little foolish. Then I went into the coffee place and sat and started reading. The interior was an older building with what seemed like raw wood that had been aged. A little brown, a little black and a little gray with possibly even some white that had been pain that had been stripped. The floors and the walls were all of this wood and it gave it kind of a cozy and quaint feel, but artsy at the same time. I was the only one in there. My desire to avoid him turned into half anxiety and half excitement. Maybe I did want to see him. I noticed the counter person and realized I needed to get some coffee to be sitting there. She didn't mind. 

robots

I dreamt that I was in a building. It felt partly like a home as the insides were a bit cluttered and casual and the people seemed to treat each other warmly. It seems we were packing to move to another building or something along those lines. I went into a back room that held miscellaneous supplies and computer parts. As I was rustling around, I noticed something move. It was computer bits and wires, they were rebuilding themselves. I thought we had destroyed that program long ago, but it seems they had their own mind now and were going to recreate themselves and then destroy us.  I didn't want it to see that I noticed it, so I walked out casually to the others. I had to go outside and turn up some music, as I was afraid they had devices that would pick up on our conversations. Their thoughts were to run, mine was to destroy the building and everything in it. We had to obliterate it and everything we had in there to ensure this couldn't happen. 

song - this little...

Woke up to this song in my head

This little (light) heart of mine, I'm going to let it shine...   (didn't know the words)

not ready

I dreamt that I was possibly traveling. It is hard to say. I know that I was in an inbetween place on the way to somewhere, and needed to keep my things together. It wasn't a place to unpack and it wasn't a place to do anything in particular. I was there with RVB. He and I were on a trip together. He was very enthused and I was wanting to be enthused. His enthusiasm almost felt like it was only for enthusiasm sake and not for the reasons he would give me (which were he and I being together). Or maybe he believed it, but he didn't know the reality, so that is what made me less than enthused. It didn't feel real. I needed to go to the ladies, so I walked away from him to this room. A friend of mine AS (from a class) was there. She always seemed like such a strong willed personality. Gr was there too (from work). We were taking care of things in our suitcases and milling around. I felt like I was the only one that didn't belong. I was milling for milling's sake. I didn't have something I really wanted to look at, but looked to look busy. I didn't really have a reason to be there, but wanted to see what it is I was "supposed" to be doing like a normal person. I think AS could feel it or was disturbed by what she saw wasn't fitting what she felt. I asked her if she was doing to do anything with her Esthetician's license.  She said yes. I was shocked. She hated it. She said that her son was uncomfortable one day, and so she touched a place on his face, his neck and so on and he felt better. She wanted to use it for healing. I had a uncomfortable feeling in my gut. I wasn't upset with her, I was upset with me. It wasn't jealousy, but in a way some form of it.. more that it was mad at myself for not knowing. Why wasn't I "sure" like other people. How could I not know what I want and like like other people?  Gre and AS and I were standing around a table. Organizing our things back in our bags. There was a soft ball type thing in the middle that had lost earrings stuck in it. And then one beautiful square cut crystal was dangling off a string. I wondered why it was there.

RVB came to our room. He was chatting, being completely agreeable, completely enthusiastic, energetic and so on. Why did this annoy me? Maybe it felt like pressure.. I wasn't there and I didn't want to feel like I had to be. But it makes one feel like "what is wrong with me that I am not?"  We had to go. Part of me had wanted to leave much sooner, the other part didn't feel ready.

sesame street - song

Woke up to this song in my head this morning. I don't think I ever knew the words.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

wolf control

I dreamt that someone had a wolf. Hmmm,  it was weird in that this very large wolf was not just someone's dog, it was attached to their soul? or power? or ego?   or???? I'm not sure or maybe it was attached to mine.  They had control over it and I wanted it back because it felt like it was doing things to me that were fear based that I didn't like. So I faced it, not to kill it, but to win it over.

Then later I dreamt that some woman tied up these people horizontally. Like they were on a clothes line but one above the other with space in between. She was torturing them... more like carving out pieces of them.  She was doing it to prove a point to someone else that wasn't being tortured, not to physically hurt them (although she was hurting them). But in the end... it was as though she never really hurt any of them, but one. This person she cooked over a fire. She took the head (again more to hurt another person) and put it on the table and took a knife and sawed through the middle.  The bones were brittle and dry since it had been cooked so long, and you could hear them crack and crunch under the knife. Then she split it in half and served it up to that person. 

head puzzle

I dreamt that I was with the owner of the company I work for. He was telling one of his business locations that his daughter was going to start working with that location and some other changes in the business. The man was positive as you would be with the owner of the company even if you thought it was the worst idea. He was going around telling people of new developments etc., things to be excited about. All the time knowing he was going to close down that location. I was pleading with the owner to just tell them the truth. I was yelling at him.. "You know you are not his person! You may have had to be or thought you had to be to reach where you are now financially, but you don't have to act this way anymore!!!"  In the midst of it all, I said what was happening and the manager overheard. He said "I knew your daughter being involved would ruin this part of the biz, I was wondering why you were saying that."  The boss turned into Ray Liotta and he was spitting man and point a gun at my face. Although I had no doubt he would pull the trigger, I was still calm. I in the mean time turned into Jamie Lee Curtis.  I walked over behind a half wall and bent over and picked up a big wooden ball type thing and put it on my head, all the time knowing he could shoot me in the chest, but I had to do what I had to do. The thing was like a puzzle, I would twist one half of it, move a knob over, twist it again ... move another knob, at some point, I was going to show him something... something hopefully enlightening.... then I woke up.    

time spent

I dreamt several dreams. In each, there were several people I don't know. One guy in particular was in many of them. I would see him in different scenarios that I can't remember now.

At the end I was on a river with some girlfriends. He wasn't there. We were on a boat but the boat could drive up onto other boats and over them. It was as if we were on the highway and the only lane was going over someone else instead of by someone else. There was a very masculine woman driving that boat. She had shot silver hair and was wearing nice men's clothing.

I looked at the grassy areas along the river and there were lots of hipsters and hippies. Mostly hippies.
It seems we were in San Francisco. I was wondering if the hippies from the different states competed. Were they hippy-er than the ones than other states and so on. I saw a man with long shiny dark hair. It wasn't just long, it was big... large waves and curls. It was gorgeous. I wanted to touch it. He seemed and felt happy and at ease.

Then I as at a home. I don't know what I was doing there, visiting a friend? There was something to do with furniture and picking out the right set and rugs. I remembered a rug I had (in the dream) and thought it was nice enough, but it also fell apart after a couple of years. Was that what I wanted? Nice enough? Was that ok for me? With the previous rug I had talked myself into it to be practical, but that wasn't me.

Then it was evening. I was leaving the house or the party or? I was looking for my car, although I think it may have been someone else's. A guy I went to high school with (KK), was there and he seemed lost. Almost as though he was an innocent foreigner and I was trying to help him find his car, which once found, we saw that the battery was dead. I think I helped him find someone to help or a store or... I knew that I had to go at some point though. My night was ending.

When I half woke from the dream, I realized that the man at the beginning was throughout my dream. Our relationship became stronger as time passed. Normally I would have passed through this man's life, but by not doing so, I was able to have a nice relationship with someone. 

team

I dreamt that I was hanging out with a guy. He was smart, he was witty, he knew me... like really knew me. My pluses, minuses, and he liked every bit of me. He almost has a sly look on his face, like he knew what he was getting into, he knew what I liked, he knew too much, but it was an exciting feeling. Not like being in love or romantic. Really better than that. Like being 100% on the same team.

happy grandma

I dreamt that my grandma (my grandpa's second wife) was happy. It reminded me of when she was younger and during the holidays. She had lots of energy, a bit tipsy and a lot giggly. My grandpa was there too, who passed away years ago. I was Skyping with a guy I have been talking to and his son. I wanted to introduce them all. Then on the screen I could see that his house was being intruded. His son looked so scared and it didn't look like there was much my friend could do. I was worried for them and it was awful to watch knowing I couldn't do anything to help either. I just wanted to swoop in and help them.

the glow

I dreamt that I was with a group of people, some men, some women. Some of the people were from my past and some from my present. Some I thought I barely knew, yet they made an impression on me and some I was involved with more deeply. We were all sitting around quite closely, draped over sofas and all a bit snuggled together. It was as though we were all talking to each other, but didn't really have to say anything. A certain look, a pat with a hand and so on, told it all. It was as though we were all telling each other that we loved and cared a lot for each other, but separately. It was nice.

Then I was on a grassy path, walking through fields. There was a tree and around it were some red flowers, some orange berries and some other colors that made it look beautiful and I wanted to stop and take a photo. I was crouching down to get a good angle and a guy came up behind me. No one I knew, almost a bit annoying for some reason. He said, you might want to focus on where the sun is shining, where the glow was. I was taking the photo in the shade.I was upset at first or my ego was, but then humbled myself. I could tell he only meant well and I would take a better photo because of it.




 

golden nugget

I dreamt that a friend of mine (PC) and myself and a friend of her's (S), were traveling. She was  looking for clues to something... like each clue led her to somewhere else. She was carrying something like a gold nugget, but it had writing on it. We were at some event at a cemetery or something and she spoke to a woman that made her feel like she was on the right track. Then she was in the cemetery and found a matching stone to her gold nugget thing. She started digging and she had the final confirmation regarding being on the right path and something about a son... it seemed as though it was her son although she doesn't have one, but maybe a son like relationship or someone from a past life that was helping her in this one.

skin

I dreamt that I went into this large house. It was dark, with darkened raw wood ceilings and walls. It was spacious with vaulted ceilings, yet it was ? complicated in design or where things were put. There was a woman there and she felt dark as well. She was focused to the point that things outside her almost didn't exist, except for what she wanted to see or focus on. She didn't even see me come into the house, although I didn't try to be seen.  There was a large box made of the same dark raw wood in a room. She went over to it and opened it with purpose. There was a woman in there soaking in water, a fearful woman. She put her hands on the top of the woman's head and split the skin and peeled it off of the woman in one piece. Something about the soaking making it easier. It was awful. I couldn't see the skinless woman, but I could feel her fear and her weakness, and then the strength and uncaring of the other woman which was worse. She then put the other woman's skin on stretching it up over her arms like she was putting on a snug sweater and was completely covered.

razor's edge

I dreamt that I had given my friend the dvd, "The Razor's Edge." I had given him the 1946 version, as I already knew that he liked the newer one with Bill Murray. I was just wondering if he had seen it yet. I preferred the older one, so I was hoping he could see what I saw in it.

prostitute management

I dreamt that I was a new manager at a prostitution house. I had high energy, as a I saw a lot of things that could be improved and had many ideas. Not that I liked the industry, but I saw where things could be improved both for the clients and the workers. I told them we should set different price points as some men didn't want to have a full experience, some men just wanted some pretty company and so on. This would be better for the women as they would know what their expectations were going in and maybe would have to perform less and we would get more customers who maybe would normally shy away from this sort of thing.

odd..

river

I dreamt that I saw a friend of mine, like in a dream. She was in a blank space, so I was just seeing her is-ness... the way she was, flowed, energy? I then reviewed myself and felt I didn't have the same flow. I noticed I had a metal bar was screwed to the top of my head and it curved over the back of it down my back with screws into my spine. Out from the bar, were side bars, almost like ribs going around to about the front middle of my arms. So part of me was experiencing and free and the other wasn't. It felt rigid, I couldn't breath or stretch. I wanted out. I imagined the top screw unscrewing and it worked. the bar retracted into the middle bar on my back and then the side bars retracted in and it was gone, poof! I realized I was a little girl.

Then I was in water. I was moving in the boat trying to make it go and it wasn't getting anywhere. As soon as I relaxed, the boat was going down the stream, then it stopped. I got out and went down a green forested path. There were stone stairs at the end. I felt like there was something I should do, was supposed to do, was wanting to do. I decided to go up the stairs, almost in fear of something would happen, or more not happen if I didn't. As I was on the stairs, I looked to the right and saw more stairs. Should I climb those? It felt like I would just be in the same set of stairs only hirer. I looked over the edge of the first set of stone stairs. I realized I was on a cliff and that I should jump. Really? Couldn't I die? but it was the only thing left to do. I jumped expecting a splat at the end. I ended up only dropping four feet. I was ok. It wasn't as high as I thought. I made it out to be way scarier than it was in reality.

I brushed myself off and water was coming. I was in a boat again and drifting down a river. I started going faster and faster and even holding on to the edge of the front of the boat and putting my face out there in the wind and spray open and ready for what was next. I noticed as the boat was going, I was getting older. I went from girl to womanhood. The boat stopped in some sand. I got out of the boat and stepped on warm sand cover in fir tree greenery. I could feel the warm white sand under my feet. It felt beautiful, like the warmth of love. The greenery felt nice too, but in a different way. I walked deeper into this island and saw a large marble Roman type structure. It was completely empty, clean, a fine foundation, but nothing and no one. I walked up into it and wasn't sure what to do. It was cold, I felt cold. I saw at the end of the room that there were more stairs, same number as the stone stairs. I walked up those and realized there was nothing to do there, no where to go again, so I came back down to the main room. I could feel a presence behind me. It was up on the landing of the stairs I just came down. It felt dark, not like it was a threat, but dark. I thought, is this a shadow experience? do I need to look it in the eye, knowing now that "it" was an angel. No... I didn't need to look it in the eye. I didn't need to run from it either. Even thought it was an angel, it wasn't there to be light and sweet and soft. I kept walking because I was questioning whether or not I should leave this place. Just as I was coming to the conclusion of possibly no, the angel was right in front of me. I couldn't see its face, just that he had dark hair down to his shoulders, a bit scraggly. Although his gown was white, his wings and face were dark and I couldn't distinguish his features and didn't feel it was important too. He was showing me no... I needed to stay. Not knowing what to do with myself in this empty building, I sat down in the middle of the floor and dropped my shoulders and was resolved that I would just see what would happen next. I saw time passing, and red woven rug appeared under me, a warm wooden table next to me with vases, candles, plates, more decorations on the walls, furniture, people, activity and warmth. It felt like a life. It felt good.

Then the water came, calmly and I was off again flowing down a river. The water came to a whirlpool and I was spinning around feeling I should try and get out. I flapped my arms trying to swim, but the more I struggled, the more I would sink down in the water. I let go. I was able to just watch and experience the spinning, the different things I was seeing and enjoy it. The whirl finally let me free and I was at the edge of a river again. This time on soil instead of sand and the same greenery under my feet.

might makes right

I dreamt of a man from the 1940s. He was Irish and it felt like war time. He was singing a little chant...

"We all should have the same values,
You should be like me,
Then might makes right
and we must fight
and make an amputee."


It felt like a song of irony... showing how stupid it all is, we will never all be alike..
and to impress then on another could only be done by force
and then we lose.
 

looking for an apartment

I dreamt that I was at a department store with my new coworker DA. We doing something wrong in the parking lot, something we wouldn't want anyone else to know about, but I'm not sure quite what it was.We went into the store, bought some flowers and other items and as we came out, there was a man in a photo booth that was playing with some photos and film. I looked over and realized he had filmed us and I felt panicked. I went straight to him and asked for the photos. He was holding on to them defensively but with a feeling of ownership. I somehow threatened him enough to get them back. I felt there was not going to be a "no" from him. I wouldn't have stood for it.

Then I dreamt that I was looking for an apartment. I decided to go ahead and look at my old place in a neighborhood I wasn't happy living in due to the distance from the city. I was partly excited though as it was a great space with two story ceilings. As I was going there, I ran into JL (friend from Arizona). It was nice to see him. He looked good, his hair looked a little different. He was on his way to a wedding of his best friend's. His friend looked tortured and stressed. I felt almost that he would have rather married JL then his bride to be. 

vampires

I dreamt that I was a vampire, but there were levels .... There was the upper crust, a middle level and then the lowly vampires that were more like slaves. I was in the middle range. I found out somehow that one of the upper level vampires was after me. He was going to drain me, which meant death.

Real life... started a new job... hmmmm

Elvis

I dreamt that I was at a party of sorts. A guy that reminded me of a guy I went to grade school with (DG - who reminded me of young Elvis in a southern boy sense), asked me to dance. It was an amazing feeling being with him. It felt like pure love.... not romantic, or physical ... like an amazing connection, very peaceful.

seagreen ladybugs

I dreamt that RVB was coming to visit as a surprise. I was in an upstairs apartment. My curtains were open and he and a couple of BW's friends peeked in. I wished that I had closed the window and locked the door. I really didn't want company. They came in and all were nice. I was to go with them all to a party that my friend AS was having. I was kind of happy to see her as I hadn't seen her baby yet. There were many people there, all nice. I went outside for a second. Ladybugs had landed on my shirt sleeve, a pale sea green one with black dots and a lavender one. They were pretty and unique... almost felt like pets. I went back inside. I  could find RVB. I figured he was tired from his flight from the Netherlands and so was taking a nap. I saw his clothes laid out on a bed and realized he was showering. I went back in the room with the others and he finally came out all clean. We were to go to an address where we would stay during his visit. It was in a different part of town. AS seemed to know the place and people that lived around there. I never did see the baby.

I panicked. I realized I had missed a dinner (one I am actually having tonight) do to all of the commotion. I didn't even call him, so he must have been waiting at the restaurant. I didn't have one good excuse. I woke up actually feeling panicked that it really happened.

broken stairs

I dreamt that I was in a house with many girls/women. Our rooms were at the top of the house that had many floors. The stairs seemed to be broken to get to the top. We had to try to get ready in a lower floor without our things or climb up from the outside. There was lots of hustle and bustle as there is with young women. I think we were close, I think we were having a good time.... kind of vague.

horse buggy

I dreamt I was at a house. I think at first it felt like mine and then no. There was an underlying stress feeling like I had to be out at some time, yet at the same time I had a feeling of freedom? power?

I was cleaning or doing something and some friends came over. Then they were gone an older man was there. Older... maybe late 50s early 60s. He was very fit, had on red shorts and a red running jacket. It seems he was interested in me. I think normally I would have been put off, partly by his age, partly his clothing... but he was very alive, very energetic, very excited about life and what he was talking about. Nothing about him seemed old. I liked him.

Then it was time to go. I got in a horse carriage and was on my way. It was a bit more like a caravan of people. We were all going through the mountains. I think others were in normal cars or vans. I was in the horse and carriage with a couple of others. I was able to stand outside the carriage like one of the men who waited on the rich did. We were driving in the mountains along cliffs. It was exhilarating and beautiful to be able to see from this vantage point. I was a little scared, but I had my elbow locked around a pole, so I knew I was safe. Then a semi truck was driving in the opposite lane. I needed to pull my body in the carriage but I wasn't fast enough. I looked up at the driver... he knew it would crush me if I didn't pull in. He looked down and smiled. Not an evil smile, but like a grin... of "I know you are there, this is uncomfortable, I won't hurt you.... but you need to experience this.... you'll get through it."  An all knowing grin.

massage

I dreamt that I was with my new coworker, DA. She and I has both made an appointment for a massage. Instead of a spa type place, it seemed to be at a hospital or clinic. I think there were lots of rules to follow, forms to fill out. We were not sure if we were in the right place or signed up for the right time. She was going back and forth out loud about all the different scenarios maybe we should have done instead, although what we had done might be just fine. I decided to change the conversation to her resume. I wanted to help her find a new job.

transfer students

I dreamt that I was in a building with many international folks. They seemed about college age, but more mature, most likely because they were foreign, travelers and so on. I had been through all of this before, so I was watching while they all set up their apartments and shared kitchen spaces. They were all being very organized, getting systems in place of where they would put their produce, seasonings and so on. I told one of them with a smirk, "you know.... this isn't going to stay this way. I've seen it. By the end of the term it will look like this... " there just happened to be a photo of a past resident's kitchen that was all a'muck. He smiled... as though he was thinking about all the adventures this year would hold for him and how it would change the kitchen... and him. They all used a store downstairs for their groceries. I think it was a little Asian store that just sold the bare necessities. I had been going to a larger store, but thought... how nice to just go to the bottom of the building and visit this store and make relationships with the vendors, even if the products were low quality and the business shady. I was looking forward to this year... although I felt not part of them completely.

Dan Ackroyd

I was at a friend's house (JLash). We were going to go out with friends and  his parents who were all nice. There was an antique odd minivan out back. I guess it was mine? We were about to leave and I saw that someone had stolen the van. Then I friend of JL's was being a jerk.. he didn't like me.

Then I was at another friend's JWM's. There were a lot of people there. We were going to curl up together. I was telling him some sob story about the van being stolen, my job being lost. It turned him off. Then a gal friend of his showed up, some blond. She was funny and he wanted to focus on here. Then he was showing photos of when he was little. She must have known him then as she was commenting on the photos. 

Dan Ackroyd showed up. He was nice to me.

red hair

I dreamt that I was taking a class at a community type college. The rooms seemed a bit dated and hodge podge. We were sat in a U shape around the room and it seemed to be then end of a term. I looked up and saw Elvis' ghost. He was singing. I wasn't sure if he was one of those ghosts that is just an instant in a life replaying... or a thinking/feeling ghost. I decided I would send him thoughts and see if I could get his attention. I got it and we started singing together. Then I was sitting and my professor, who was really my chiropractor (RH) said that he would like to trim my hair. The ends seemed like they needed it so I agreed. He ended up dying my hair a purply red. It wasn't me.... I was upset. I knew that I could go back, but it felt Hercules-esque in that I would lose something of myself by losing my normal hair color. I left the class...

I realized I had left something in there, so I went back up from the outside of the building using the stair case, one that was rarely used. I used a key and got in and another class was being held. I planned to just go in, get my bag and turn around. The instructor, a middle aged brunette, stopped me and said I didn't belong in that class. I tried to tell her that I was in the class before it, but she didn't seem to understand... this was a Jewish class and I didn't belong. I got my bag and left back down the stairs. I sat there for a second going through my bag. It had old dishes and things that I realized I didn't want anymore. I was looking forward to getting rid of them as I felt like they just weighed me down.

Then I went to walk home. I was worried a  bit about my hair and what GH would think of it. I was living in a small home behind a home, which was owned by Oprah. She was nice in letting me live there and gave me a tour of the place, apologizing for the small size. I thought it was just perfect. I had seen it as small initially and realized it had another set of rooms that I hadn't seen. I had my old dog Sophie with me and she said, just no peeing in the house. I think she did pee.

Then I thought I saw some poo too, but it was just an old paper bag rumpled up on the floor.

oddities

I dreamt that I was on a road trip with some friends (JP and RB). We drove down one road that had a sign that said such and such town/village... it ended up being a dead end and there was just one home at the end saying it sold antiques (that they had many shops etc.).. It ended up being just one run down house with trinkets. I looked around for fun.. found some old items. It was kind of fun. Then one girl that we were not with said.. (as though this pile of stuff was mine to take)... are you sure you want none of it? I saw a few nice items in there. Once you look for sure, then I will take what you don't like.

I saw a pretty broach... at least I thought it was one. I wasn't sure of the design, but it looked nice. I couldn't figure out how to secure it onto cloth, but could tell it was still in tact. Then I saw several kinds of nativity scenes. I thought jackpot. My step mom collects them and she had probably never seen any of these, they were so unique. The girl was right, there were treasures. Part of me felt bad if I was taking something she liked...

black clay

I dreamt that there was a new tram being built. It seemed to be able to take you anywhere. It wasn't on ground level. It went over all obstructions and even out to the farming areas. It was close to being done, minus the business end of how to charge and ticketing, so it would be free for now. They encouraged people to ride it saying the more that you would, the faster and more efficient it would be. I was out in a farm area and decided to give it a try. It was so handy and so nice to have. I was looking forward to new opportunities with it. I went from the tram, which seemed to be high in the sky, to a home. It was a large studio type place. I loved it and said that I would like to live in a place like this. Someone else went on and said yes, if you added a room here and there, but I disagreed. I loved it as is.  There were many of us in the room and we were experimenting with a new invention. One guy tried it first. He held some black clay in his hand an kneaded it for a bit, then he sat in a chair, some lights would go buzzing and flashing on a screen that he sat in front of, the chair would spin, and out of his hand would jump a character, a live character. It seemed to have some of the originators personality... or something from him and it danced around. We all decided to try it. We all sat down at the same time with our black clay and spun in our chairs. Out of my hand jumped a character with a very large head and small body. Everyone laughed jokingly at it. I said Oh... it must be from my memory of those goofy sketches people do at fairs making a characture of you  with a large head and small body. The next time we were going to put more though into it...

kayaking

I was in a nice hotel in some foreign place. I think my dad and I were on a trip or maybe it was my friend (BB). I had just realized I needed to check out that day at noon and it was almost noon. I had a TV on up in the corner. I think it was playing the news. I went to the shower which was in the corner of the room. I reached in to get something I had left in there and accidentally turned the shower on and got wet. Not a happy shock. I decided I had to hurry and pack and get out of there. I stopped to look out the hotel window and saw a hill of grass and wood beyond that. Why hadn't I gone out there. I wanted a bit of an adventure ... some nature... It was just a walk to get there. I'm not sure if it was laziness? did I think too much about the how's and when's?  Next time.

I was thinking to myself, I needed to tell people about the peach ice cream I had near the hotel. It was amazing and it felt like a find.

Then I was kayaking, I think with my dad. We were having a good time. I think my step mom showed up too.  We were going along really nicely and I thought I really needed to do this more often. We looked over at a long kayak type boat. It was full of men in blue uniforms, it looked as though they were from the civil war. They were.... They were kayaking next to us, but almost in another bit of water. They were in snow and the water was freezing and their kayak was barely keeping their heads above water. I felt bad for them and lucky that I wasn't kayaking in that cold of water. They all looked a little blue.

We continued on and I looked down at my paddles that looked more like fins. They were flopsy. I saw in the water out front a different paddle end that was more stiff. I was going to toss it and after a second look and thought ... I thought that would be a much better paddle to kayak with. It would be a faster and more controlled ride.

the club

I dreamt that I was sitting at a cafe with my step mom. I was on interview number 2 with an exclusive company. It felt more like a club than a company. It was very hard to become a part of... Everyone dreamt of it like one might dream of flying, it wasn't going to happen. For some reason they were interested in me. Three of them sat down at the small round cafe table, all dressed perfectly... like you might see in a fantasy movie. They were almost not human. Every hair in place, skin perfect, outfits perfectly styled and pressed. Not clothes that you could get your hands on in the local department store. They all had an air of confidence, maybe over confidence, smugness, superiority ... holier than thou. It looked as though they were giving you a gift by being in your presence. Our session was finished. They liked me, thought I was special and unique and wanted me to start training with them as soon as possible. I turned to my step mom after they left. "I don't understand why they like me. Not that I'm not good at what I do, but I don't feel that they asked any questions that would reveal my abilities. What were they going by? My aura??" 

Then I was at their location. I had a winter coat on with a fur hood. I walked into a huge building almost warehouse like and there was a line of people that I had to join. It seemed there were different stations that you had to go through to be initiated or trained. I saw that some were eager to go through each process, good little "soldiers," while others felt fearful. Was it that they couldn't turn back? Afraid of something new? or were they afraid of something worthy of being afraid of. I thought I would just see for myself. I was at a station that was the last one for that room. I had to climb up a contraption that seemed to have some sort of large tub at the top. A woman was kindly instructing me to get in. It didn't feel right. She felt off. I still had my coat on and I asked if I was supposed to go in clothed or unclothed. She said clothed. I said... but my coat, I don't want to ruin it. I asked her if it would get damaged in what ever the tub would do. She didn't say anything and gave me a tight lipped stare. I needed to leave this place. Something felt wrong. I got a sense that they, what ever they were... would consume you. They pulled you in by making you feel liked, admired, loved, needed, exclusive... and as soon as you handed your "self" over to them, you lost your power.

kidnapped

I dreamt that I was going to an anniversary party for my friends K&D. I was on the east coast and the crew there had all been long time friends with them. It was a bit of a posh party, took the full weekend with different events. I wore a red dress and was worried that it was a bad idea because I had worn it at the last two events with them. I asked someone and they didnt' think it was that bad. Someone at some point accused me of trying to take D away... It was ridiculous. I loved those two and it felt awful. They were all after me and I ran and hid in a room. When I could hear the crowd subsiding, I left the house and ran down a street. Some old fellow, looked a bit like a biker, picked me up and took me to his apartment. I was nervous at first and felt a bit kidnapped, I realized he was truely looking out for me and being nice. It was a very secure feeling.

spit

I dreamt that I was with a friend (SK). She was looking for  a place to eat or??

Then I was in a store. It may have been a mall, it felt large and warehouse like. I was now with my dad? or someone similar. We saw two men or women walk by. They looked like they had stepped right out of some jungle, in full on tribal garb. Their skin was black and their hair was all matted into strings. They looked like they would have a strong scent about them. I wanted to avoid them due to the scent I'm thinking. My friend or dad was excited to see them. He had always wanted to speak to people from this tribe. We walked over and found that one was a man and one was a very old woman. Some sort of witch or wise woman. She took his hand and spit on it. It was a good omen or good luck. She looked at me and smiled and took my hand. I so didn't want to be spat on, as her spit had the color and consistency of cooked blood. But when she grabbed my hand it felt safe, she felt kind, and she had good intentions. She spat on my hand and dabbed it in a few places to make marks on the rest of my hand.

treasures in trade

I dreamt that I was sitting on a guy friend's lap (JL). He was mad at me about not giving him enough attention. We kissed. It was nice and very real. I could feel teh whiskers on his face.

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I dreamt that I was at a relative's of my exbf's house (BW). I was eating some cereal for breakfast? although it was dark out. People were milling around on the back porch. Relatives of his or friends, not sure. I needed to leave. My time there was up. I went out to a back room. I remembered I had these old vintage purses, all in perfect condition. They were a treasure really, not that I liked purses, but they were mint and unique. They were given to me, but I felt funny taking them as if I had to hide them, as if I would be killed if I took them. I started stuffing them into a duffle, my tension rising as I did it. Then I dropped the duffle and left. I felt free.

puppet

I dreamt that I was somewhere.... inside some home. There was an odd table outside made of sticks... kind of artsy. It had a little tiny mock up home on it, but enough space in front for trinkets? jewels?

There were fancy jewels set out on it... some antique. Were they mine? They felt like my responsibility.

A man was outside. He looked either homeless or sketchy. Either way, he felt sketchy. I needed to go out there. I didn't want to be obvious or offend, but I didn't need the items stolen either.

I felt like when I went out there that he wanted more than the jewels. He was wanting control.. like he wanted to hurt me.

For some reason I talked to him, and kept talking... trying to appease, trying to be polite. Why? He was a direct threat and I should have yelled, screamed, grabbed my things and ran inside. Why was I trying to spare his feelings??

Then I was walking down some old neighborhood. It was a very "nice" neighborhood, traditional, old.. hmm I felt like I "should" be there. Not that I wanted to be.. or that it was me. It just what everyone else seemed to want. I didn't fit in though. But I felt I should. It was normal, it was nice, it was secure. I ran down the side of some old ladies house.... I was intimidated by her a bit, although I didn't know her, want to know her, want to be like her... I just felt like she must know something that I didn't.

I felt uncomfortable and not in control of my own limbs

hug

I dreamt that I went camping with some friends CK and SK. . I knew to sleep on ck's side. She gave me a hug because she knew that I needed it.