Dream #1
I woke up in a house I was living in with my family. I realized this first night I had spent with them would be only one of many nights. I didn't know how I had let myself lapse into living with my family again.
In panic I got out of bed and ran into my mom's room. All the rooms in the house were messy and had a half-fashioned feel to them. My mom slept on a low bed, perhaps like one mattress on a floor. Someone else slept on a similar "bed" beside her. The "beds" were at an odd angle to one another.
I yelled at my mom, "This is it! I can't do it! I can't live with you guys! I'm moving out today!"
Dream #2
I was in a car with my mom and my brother. It was night. We were driving around in a white-lit parking lot, possibly just after or at the end of a rainfall. My mom was driving. I may have been sitting in the backseat. I may possibly even have been playing with toys. I was the size of a child. I may have been a child. But I thought and spoke like an adult.
We were trying, by driving, to get into a botanical garden. My brother was getting a little frustrated. He was saying snide things about my mom's sense of direction. I said something like, "Well, she knows what she's doing. We'll be okay." We parked in a pace. We got out and walked toward a big fence that looked like fencing and scaffolding outside a construction area.
In a big, open space of parking lot, a black girl who was maybe about twelve years old was breakdancing. She wore a white t-shirt and pink dancing pants like sweatpants. The girl finished with a long series of barrel-roll bounces off the ground. A mother and another woman, both fat, stood by a car, watching the girl.
We continued our walk toward the gate. My brother and I may both have been adult-sized again. My brother said, "I need to go back to the car. I forgot my XXXXX."
I held my hands close to sternum, like I was cold, or like I was talking cute. I said, "That's a good idea. I need to go, too. I need to take off this shirt." I was wearing a girls' pink t-shirt with tiny sleeves.
My brother said, "It's about time. I was wondering when you were going to take that off. You look embarrassing."
I told my mom (who hadn't been visible this entire time, and still wasn't visible) that my brother and I were going back to the car.
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Monday, December 31, 2012
(12/28/08) library v. work; looking for a rat
(Entered in paper journal at 10:37 AM at Starbucks on Astor Place in Manhattan.)
Dream #1
I was in a library which may have been in a basement. I wandered around through the aisles of shelves. the place had a very drab, grey look to it, like an auto shop or a tech supply shop. Some of the books were piled up at the ends of the aisles, possibly on tables or chairs. All the books looked clean and well cared for, though they all seemed like very old editions of the classics.
I saw a computer somewhere. The computer was linked up to my work. I heard a woman (a senior co-worker KK?), as if she were talking to me on a phone or through the computer, which I wasn't always near, telling me that everything I did was fine, that I was on a list of people who were going to be kept at my job.
I thought, Then I'd better not do anything stupid. I wondered if I was doing something stupid by being in this library instead of being at work.
Dream #2
I was at my mom's house, which looked like the house we lived in from about the time I was in sixth grade to about the time I was in ninth grade. The room was alternately dim, as if it were lit from another room, and light, as if lit with a warm, incandescent bulb.
I was floating through the air, probably backwards, tipping my head backwards. I may have been landing on and bouncing off of furniture in the living room.
My mom (?) had at some point said there was a rat in the living room. I was trying to find it, but I was also afraid to find it. I thought even seeing it would drive me crazy or poison me physically. But I was also trying to convince myself that the rat was actually just a mouse, and that it was actually very small.
Dream #1
I was in a library which may have been in a basement. I wandered around through the aisles of shelves. the place had a very drab, grey look to it, like an auto shop or a tech supply shop. Some of the books were piled up at the ends of the aisles, possibly on tables or chairs. All the books looked clean and well cared for, though they all seemed like very old editions of the classics.
I saw a computer somewhere. The computer was linked up to my work. I heard a woman (a senior co-worker KK?), as if she were talking to me on a phone or through the computer, which I wasn't always near, telling me that everything I did was fine, that I was on a list of people who were going to be kept at my job.
I thought, Then I'd better not do anything stupid. I wondered if I was doing something stupid by being in this library instead of being at work.
Dream #2
I was at my mom's house, which looked like the house we lived in from about the time I was in sixth grade to about the time I was in ninth grade. The room was alternately dim, as if it were lit from another room, and light, as if lit with a warm, incandescent bulb.
I was floating through the air, probably backwards, tipping my head backwards. I may have been landing on and bouncing off of furniture in the living room.
My mom (?) had at some point said there was a rat in the living room. I was trying to find it, but I was also afraid to find it. I thought even seeing it would drive me crazy or poison me physically. But I was also trying to convince myself that the rat was actually just a mouse, and that it was actually very small.
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