A Cottage Filled with Meat

Dreams 08.05.12

In my old bedroom at mom’s house looking out window, watching rm and df move things into a car. Rm is moving out. I wanted to go out to say goodbye but husband comes up behind me. Then he goes out to help. I am hurting inside, as friends go away and I am left behind unable to reach out or make contact. I wished I could go with them.

Another part of dream, I am in a house or cottage, lots of friends there. There is freshly hunted, cleaned, game meat lying all over the floor. Everywhere your eye can see, there is meat. You can’t really walk but it wasn’t bloody. I look at my friend and have a conversation, telling him I am supposed to go out somewhere to meet someone, Not sure who or where. Df walks in just as husband walks out. I was happy to see and be talking to df but asked where husband went, is everything cool with them. He said yes but husband just had to go out to deal with someone. I was relieved to know things were better between them, that I could talk to df but still a bit sad because we can’t be together.

Then I remember sitting in the passenger seat with husband driving as we head towards our destination. We are driving crazily on these back country roads, making sharp zig-zaggy turns, skidding, drifting, as if we were being chased. I don’t know what happened after that, I just remember seeing lots of dust and many times you could barely see what’s in front of the car.


TouchCar Racing

Dream 05.18.12

I was walking with roommate to the car to catch a ride. We get into sports car and I expected him to drive at first but I ended up driving instead. The car was controlled by an ipod touch type of device, which used the gyro sensor and touch gestures to turn the actual vehicle. From inside the car, it looked like we were on a really crazy racetrack and I missed most of the turns skidding of the track at all the sharp turns. We finally arrived at our destination after a harrowing few laps around the track.

Then I was in a big mall with tall ceilings, big skylights, etc. It’s always like that in my dreams. I was with a bunch of coworkers going somewhere, walking. We walked through an empty closed foodcourt.

Then we were outside and it started drizzling. Boss n boss’ boss walked ahead of us. They opened a big black golf umbrella. I was behind them walking with the tall blond publisher AW and the shorter web producer now turned contractor KR. I offered them my little folding umbrella because my jacket had a hood. They politely refused so I opened it up for them. KR was jumping to get under the umbrella radius so I handed it off to her. The blonde said it’s not actually that bad as I pulled up the hood. Then the droplets of rain became bigger.

In another part or another dream, I was at some a really big party. Not much that I can remember from it. At one point I may have been on the floor, still inebriated, struggling to sit or get up because I was so weak. In another part of the party dream, I walked by my sister smoking on the front porch. She doesn’t smoke IRL.

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