Wednesday, January 30, 2013

(1/6/08) swimsuit harassment; moonlighting friend; signs in the mall

(Entered in paper journal at 8:47 AM at Connecticut Muffin in Windsor Terrace, Brooklyn.)

Dream #1

I was talking with a woman wearing a long, white shirt. The woman had bare legs. She said how she ahd bought a new swimsuit (white, I knew), which she was wearing under the shirt. I asked the woman if I could see her in her swimsuit. The woman got mad at me. We were co-workers. The woman somehow made me think she would sue me for harassing her.

I was riding in a car driven by a kind of scraggly-looking man. The man somehow convinced me that asking a girl something like if she'd let me see her swimsuit was the same as asking the girl to have sex with me. That made sense to me. I decided to apologize.

Dream #2

I walked into a small, almost empty bar. One of the volunteer supervisors I worked with over at New York Cares was behind the bar, wearing a black dress. She turned away as soon as she saw me, hoping, I believed, to hide her identity from me.

She asked what I'd like to drink. I told her I'd like a beer. She poured a tall glass of beer and put it on the counter. I thought, Does she make so little money at New York Cares that she needs to supplement her pay by tending bar?

Dream #3

I was in "a mall from my hometown." It was moderately busy. A young, black man with pale skin and wearing a grey windbreaker jacket walked toward me, about twenty feet away from me. He flashed a bunch of rude gestures at me to scare me. I got pissed off and flashed some kind of gestures at him. We had passed each other as I had done this. The man turned and made some inarticulate grumbling as if to say, Oh yeah? Well, we'll see.

Another man walked beside me. He was white, maybe a little oldish and worn-out, with a softish, roundish face and big, watery, blue eyes. He said, "You shouldn't do that kind of thing. Now that guy will just have it against you from now on. He'll find a way to get back at you."

I was walking down a brightly lit, almost empty corridor of the mall. I was trying to find some point of reference that I could remember from the last time I had been in this mall. The current appearance of the mall was so unfamiliar to me.

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