JoannaB

12:45
I was a rich male teen. It was my birthday and my best friend and I broke into a cake shop because my businessman dad was too busy and my mom too much on a diet to giver a proper cake. When the police arrived, they discovered that someone else had already broken into the store as well, and something way more serious was going on further in. I couldn't really see what, but I knew it looked serious and I had to persuade the police that we had nothing to do with it. At first they did not want to believe me, but then one of them recognized me as the son of one of the most important citizens in our town and somehow that meant he believed me. When I whined that I had not even yet had my cake, the police let me have some, though I was still under arrest for breaking in. It was chocolate cake with lots of icing.

5:30
In this dream I had a younger brother and we were both minors still. The authorities became interested because they somehow found out that my mom and stepfather would at times leave me or my brother alone for the night. They called me. I explained I was 16 so not an issue, but my brother was only 12, and I thought that was an issue, plus it was not like he and I were left together, but he was left all alone out of some reason. Anyway, I made the case worse by mentioning something else the authorities may want to know about my stepfather - don't recall what it was for sure but it may have been that they also sometimes leave their dog alone over night while they stay in the other house with the cat and my brother. Meanwhile I was with my father. LClearly this dream was supposed to take place soon after my parents divorce and thus I was angry with my mother and her new husband.

In fact I was still so angry I had not yet visited either of their new homes. In this dream they had two. I decided to correct that. So we arrived late at this old mansion.

In the mansion there was this cat in the bed I was going to sleep in. I discovered that when it meowed, I could actually make up the words in the meows. So the cat could talk, but others could not understand, only me. Somehow, I managed to reroute my stepfather's cellphone, so that when the phone rang, the cat started talking in the voice of my stepfather's brother, so the cat became the cellphone. My stepfather talked through the cat phone with his brother.

Later that night around 3:00 am or 3:30am my stepfather's brother actually showed up. He looked nothing like he looks in real life, but was a much younger, much slimmer, much handsomer, dark haired man. He asked my mother why she was holding a glass of wine, was there a party? My mom said that no, she was just having a glass of wine just because, and would he like to join her in some wine. He claimed that he was a recovering alcoholic though, and my mother should have known that. She said then why did you ask about the wine. He said he was hoping there was a party here, that he would have liked a party.

In a later scene I admitted to my stepfather that I had spoken on the phone with the authorities about the leaving alone of my brother and also of the dog, but somehow I managed to explain it in such a way as if the authorities somehow knew already, and I did not tell them of it first, so like I had not ratted on them. Btw, my brother was not with us at the house that night. Perhaps he was alone in the other house with the dog?

In my dream my mother and stepfather came to visit me at the university campus (in reality I graduated from college more than a decade and a half ago).

I was parking the car in the parking garage of the hotel on the college campus (there really is a hotel there). I did a very poor parking job.

I spoke with the parking attendant or security guy about threat to life of a professor of mine. The professor dismissed it, but I believed there had been two assassination attempt on him already. The guy I was talking to said he would look into it.

My grandmother could not come for health reasons (in reality she is no longer alive), Christmas was coming - I wondered whether I could instead make a brief visit to here (in Poland) but I was worried because I have a cold and might pass it on to her.

My mom had brought a puzzle that required one to find a clue in a library on other side of campus (the layout of campus was completely different from my university's campus, and so was the library). It was like a scavanger hunt. We walked through the cold campus (it was winter in the dream.)

The puzzle / scavanger hunt led one to constructing a paper or cardboard box with art design. I was disappointed, and I let my mother know that this kind of thing did not interest me, that we could have skipped the step of actually going on this scavanger hunt and could have just read about it. My mom was disappointed that I was disappointed.

In reality it is true that my mother and stepfather are coming to visit soon. I am no longer in college, not since over a decade and a half ago. My grandmother is dead. There are no assassination attempts of course. It is not winter / Christmas. I do however usually do a poor job parking my car.

Notice my dream signs: car, my mother, college.