Dreams February 2004

"Ms. Dale Teaches Class with Her Fiancé"    02/29/04
I walked into class late and saw that Ms. Dale was sitting at the front of the classroom with a man I didn't recognize sitting beside her.  I made my way to my seat and then asked the girl sitting beside me who the guy was.  She didn't know, but just at that moment Ms. Dale introduced the man as her fiancé.  I whispered to the girl beside me that I always thought Ms. Dale was a lesbian.  The girl agreed that she had thought the same.  I decided that I really needed to call Jillian to to her that Ms. Dale is not a lesbian.  I don't really know why it was so important to share this news with Jillian.


"Single Cat Mom Moving to Haiti"    02/28/04
I was in a large house where my friend F lived.  I was going to spend the night at her house, but I had to put my cat Zenith in my car because I couldn't leave him roaming her house in the middle of the night.  I felt really bad for him and wondered if he'd be sad without his sister.  Then I decided that I couldn't leave him in the car alone, so I would drive home.  My father appeared and started interrogating me about the cat.  I told him that I had been pregnant and that I didn't want to get an abortion, so I gave birth to the cat.  My father didn't seem to believe me, so I had to explain that I was impregnated by a cat.  The weird thing was that I couldn't actually remember giving birth.  So I picked up Zenith and got into my car.  Instead of driving home I drove to a large department store where lots of my friends and family were meeting.  Apparently we were all meeting there to travel together to move to Haiti.  I didn't really want to move there because I thought it was a bad environment for me and Zenith, but I couldn't abandon my family, so I agreed to go.

"Stalked by a Boy I Just Met"    02/27/04
I was going rollerblading along the sidewalk maybe only a mile from my parents' house.  I decided to stop and get lunch, so I called my father on my cell phone.  He gave me a lecture about how I should never do without food, clothing, or shelter.  I kept rollerblading when I ran into a girl I knew from school.  She invited me to go over to her friend's house, so I agreed to go.  We went inside her friend's house and then he said that he knew about me.  I asked him what he meant and then he pulled out a stack of forms I had filled out when filing my taxes.  He also started reciting basic information about me such as my full name, address, and birthday.  I started screaming at him and asked why he had all this information about me.  I had never met him before, so it scared me that he knew so much about me.  However, his appearance exactly matched that of my friend Julius.  Then he went into a garage area and picked up a screwdriver and threw it into the opposite wall.  The screwdriver stuck into the wall and I screamed.  I knew he was going to kill me.  I left the house and began rollerblading away.  I tried to call my parents on my cell phone, but it wasn't working and I couldn't stop to try and fix it.  Both the girl I knew from school and Julius were running after me.  I kept rollerblading away as fast as I could.


"Just Had a Bad Breakup"    02/27/04
I was speaking to Julius, who was hanging out at my apartment.  I was telling him about a very bad breakup I had with a guy I was recently dating.  He was sympathetic and really made me feel a lot better about the whole situation.  He suddenly morphed into Louis.  Then I realized that I had told him about the breakup because I wanted him to ask me out.  This kind of disturbed me because in some ways he repulsed me.


"Sleeping on a Fake Arm"    02/27/04
As I lay in bed I realized that I hate sleeping alone.  I decided that companies should make torsos with one arm out of latex or some type of rubber so that single women don't have to feel so alone.  I decided that I wanted to buy a replica of my former friend J's torso and arm so that I could sleep with my head on its shoulder.  Suddenly there was one of these rubber torsos in bed with me.  It smelled exactly like J, however the torso and arm didn't really resemble his because this torso and arm were very tan and muscular.  I was surprised that the replica smelled so good because I had been afraid that it would have a rubbery smell.  I curled up against the replica and put my head on its shoulder.

"Anne's in Love with the Computer Guy"    02/22/04
Two girls and I were at the school library in a room with a guy who's in his 30s who works in the computer department.  The girls and I were studying for some kind of exam, but I had no idea why the computer guy was there.  At some point the computer guy asked me if he could give me his cell phone number so that we could call him when we were finished using the room and so that he could come back and lock it.  I got out pen and paper to write down the number, but before giving me the number he asked me if I minded that it was long distance.  I said I didn't mind.  He told me the number and then told me another string of numbers and letters.  I was really confused.  At first I thought maybe he was telling me how to text message him, but then I realized that he was reading me a call number from the library.  He told me that it was his job to rearrange all of the books on the shelves and that they had just finished the academic section, so now he would be working downstairs in the "teaching taxes" section.  Apparently during this time the girls had left and come back.  Now they were standing in the doorway chanting, "Anne's in love with the computer guy."  I realized that since they had come back we could all leave the room now and let the computer guy lock it on our way out.  I thanked him, although I was embarrassed that the girls had been chanting.  I think they were chanting long before I realized it because I was so engrossed in what the computer guy was saying.  We all left the room.  I walked with the girls to the parking garage while the computer guy walked downstairs in the library to finish his work.  In the parking garage the girls found their car and left, but I could not find mine.  I eventually decided to go downstairs to where the computer guy was working.  There were a large number of faculty milling around the library.  I went to the teaching taxes section and saw that it was pretty boring.  There were mostly books about how to calculate your own income and property taxes.  The computer guy's boss was offering suggestions as to how the books should be rearranged.  I browsed over to the next row and saw that I was now in the Rock and Roll section.  I saw a book that had what looked to be Dorothy's shoes from The Wizard of Oz on the cover.  I picked up the book because it looked fascinating, but then I decided that I needed to go somewhere and come back and get the book later.  I don't think I ever made it back to pick up the book.

"Almost Lucid: Disturbing Family Vacation"    02/22/04
My family and I were on a vacation together in September, but we were not getting along well.  My father finally told us that for his birthday we were all going to tell each other all of the things that we really hate about our family.  I dreaded the thought of this.  Then I was watching TV news clips commemorating September 11th.  I couldn't stand to watch anymore, so I went to my room.  Once I was inside the room I realized that it was a very small and depressing one.  I thought about how there should have been a twin rather than full bed in the room in order to maximize space.  I looked over at the closet, but every time I would look away and then look back the closet doors were different until the closet disappeared all together.  I thought maybe I might be dreaming, but then I was distracted when the closet doors were suddenly on top of me in bed and my brother was beating on them with a metal crowbar.


"Valentine's Day Festivities"    02/11/04
In the middle of a litigation skills class the professors told us that we could go home because it was a Friday and it was Valentine's Day.  I was walking down a large set of stairs to leave when Yoshi came up to me and began speaking with a Hispanic accent.  I asked him about it and he said he was half Hispanic, which I hadn't been aware of.  Then he gave me a bouquet of flowers in a large standing ashtray of the type that would be present outside of public buildings.  It was so big that he had to carry it down the stairs for me.  He asked me to meet him at the hot tub later, but I think he also said something about skinny dipping.  We went separate ways, but he was still carrying the flowers.  Next I saw Waldo who was lighting a heart-shaped metal device on the ground on fire.  He told me to wait and watch because he had made whatever it was for me.  He lit part of it, but the fire never really formed a heart shape, plus I was worried that he was going to set the grass on fire.  I smiled and thanked him and went home.  I began sending instant messages to Louis and had been playing a computer game with him.  Then he came to my apartment for dinner.  We were going to get takeout, but I couldn't find any of the menus in my apartment.  Louis also tried searching online with no luck.  Suddenly I became worried about when class started again.  I thought maybe it was starting soon and I would be late.  We went out to check with some of my classmates, but they said we didn't have class again until Monday.  I then told Louis that I had to go home so that I could be back in time for skinny dipping, but I changed my statement to hot tubbing with Yoshi.  I asked Louis if he wanted to join us, but I don't think he was going to.  I was really looking forward to possibly skinny dipping with Yoshi, but doing so with Louis seemed unappealing to me.

"Asked out for Presidents' Day"    02/09/04
Waldo approached me enthusiastically while I was at school and handed me a letter.  However, he instructed me not to read it until after he left.  So I waited and then opened it the moment he left.  He was asking me to go out with him for Presidents' Day.  He mentioned Valentine's Day, but said that Valentine's Day was overrated and then suggested that Presidents' Day is under-appreciated.  I couldn't help but smile.  I actually thought that his suggestion was extremely goofy, but I decided to accept the invitation.

"Purchasing a Truck Without Planning"    02/08/04
I was at Ms. Dale's House when she offered to sell me a pickup truck that she and her husband owned but didn't really need.  I thought about it for a few seconds, realized I could afford it, and then bought the truck.  I had a car at home that was very old, but still functioning.  There was really no reason for me to buy the truck, but I did it on impulse.  I realized that I had to be at school very soon, so I paid for the truck and began driving toward school.  Traffic was completely stopped on the main road.  As I sat there in traffic I wondered if I had made the right decision when I purchased the truck.  I hadn't consulted anyone else or taken time to think over the purchase.  I realized that I did make the right decision because I am an adult and I really don't need to consult other people about my purchases.


"Happy About Running"    02/08/04
I was at a school and running in some kind of race, but the object of this race was not to be the fastest, it was just to run as far as you could.  So I was running with a bunch of other people around a circular course.  I couldn't believe how easy it felt to run.  Then I came to the time keeper and she told me how far I had run.  It was a shorter distance than I had thought, but I still felt very good, so I kept running.  Something about running made me feel very happy.

"Turkish Terrorists"    02/06/04
Jillian and I were walking through a large house that also seemed to be a school.  All of the rooms were spread out along a long and narrow hallway.  The entire house seemed to be very dimly lit.  I told Jillian that I was going to Wal-Mart to buy home decorating supplies and that she could make herself comfortable while I was gone.  The place where we were staying did not seem to be my house, but I had set up an air mattress with sheets and blankets for Jillian to sleep on.  She told me that she would see me later as I was leaving.  By this time it was very late at night.  I went to Wal-Mart, but I didn't buy anything.  When I came back I couldn't find Jillian.  Eventually I opened the bathroom door and saw that she was soaking in a large garden tub.  However, I felt very strange to be in there with her.  She was wearing a blue one-piece Speedo swimsuit in the bathtub.  She also had a large door that had been painted white and which had no door handle leaning from inside the tub with her.  The swimsuit was weird, but seeing the door there actually scared me.  I quickly told her that I was going to wait in the room across the hall and she should just meet me there.  Again, she told me that she would see me later.  I felt even more scared because I realized that the only thing she kept saying to me was that she would see me later.  I went across the hall to a room that appeared to be an office.  There was a large roll-top desk, but the room was only lit by candlelight, so I wondered how much office work would really be done in this room.  Jillian came in shortly later and I told her that we had to find our way out of this house.  She agreed, but as we opened the door we saw a large procession of people wearing what I thought was traditional Turkish clothing.  None of the people were talking, and they were all staring blankly ahead as they walked in a long line down the hall.  Jillian and I waited in the office room until they passed.  As we started walking down the hall I heard water running in the bathroom.  When I looked inside I saw some kind of ritual altar had been set up.  The sink was quickly filling up with water and there were many lighted candles resting on plastic bases.  The candles had almost burned all the way down to the plastic bases, and I realized that if the candles kept burning they would melt the plastic bases and start a fire that would burn down the house and kill me and Jillian.  I turned off the water and blew out the candles, but I realized that if the Turkish people found me doing this, they would kill me because they were terrorists and burning down this house was part of their plan.  We decided to leave as quietly and as quickly as possible, but Jillian and I could not seem to find our way out of this place.  The only exit seemed to be in the direction in which the group had been marching.

"Ella From Oak Lane"    02/03/04
I was in my childhood bedroom with my mother who was helping me pack a large suitcase as if I were about to travel.  The phone rang and I answered.  The caller said that she was Ella from Oak Lane*, which is the name of the street where my parents currently live.  My mother interrupted and asked if the girl was a telemarketer.  I yelled to my brother to pick up the phone and I continued packing. My mother asked who was calling, but when I explained, she started telling jokes about the girl being just a "piece of ass".  I was shocked that my mother would be so vulgar.  I did wonder if my brother was dating the girl though.  I seemed to remember her as being a girl he had a crush on when they were both in elementary school.

*name has been changed for privacy


"Watching a Foreign Trial"    02/01/04
I was sitting in the audience in a courtroom where an important international trial was being held.  The trial featured Slobodan Milosevic versus two young boys with red hair who reminded me of Opie Taylor from The Andy Griffith Show.  All of the participants in this trial spoke a foreign language that I couldn't recognize.  One of the Opie boys was wearing headphones so that he could hear a translation of what was happening.  However, most of this trial was occurring in English, and the other Opie boy definitely spoke English.  The dispute between the Opies and Slobodan seemed to be over a business contract.  I started wondering how old these boys were and if they were even old enough to enter into a contract.  I felt as if I were watching a movie because the occurrences were so unreal and I was so detached from everything that was happening.


 
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