(9/1/06) my brother's and my music; a DVD case; wearing girl clothes and jumping up steps

(Entered in paper journal at 9:33 AM at Starbucks on 43rd Street and 3rd Avenue in Manhattan.)

Dream 1

I sat in the backseat of a white car, on the driver's side. I was with my brother. We both may have been wearing white. I had put in some music. My brother, in the front passenger seat, hung back to face me between the two front seats.

My brother spoke about the music I chose in a somewhat derogatory way. I got angry and rushed to change the CD to whatever music my brother wanted. As I was speaking my brother was plugging headphones into a white tape recorder. He started listening to his own music -- some kind of rap. He sat forward in his seat.

I think I had been yelling at my brother. He was now crying that I had gotten so mad at him for just making a statement -- that I had thought he was trying to make me stop listening to my music. I tried to comfort my brother in apology. I ran my fingers through his hair on the back of his head.

Dream 2

I was in a white room, before a white CD player. Someone was showing me a CD or DVD about a Rolling Stones concert. There was a case for a recordable DVD. The case had red or green pen-writing on it.

Dream 3

I was in a huge, beautiful, wood-walled room a few floors up in a building. I was wearing women's clothing -- a white tank-top, blue jeans, and pink underwear. I realized all the people around me (in a class? coworkers? -- definitely standing around a leader before a TV or blackboard/whiteboard) would soon realize I was in girl clothes.

I thought I should change. But instead I went downstairs to find a (videotape?) we had forgotten for our meeting. Heading back up the beautiful, dark wood staircase, which went in a square, I found I could jump up entire flights. Some people may have come in at some point to taunt me.