balban's Dream Journal

I was standing on a small street. The street reminded me of a small European town center, two to three story merchant shops lined the street, rising up along side of me. LL met me and asked me to go over to his house that was a few blocks away.

LL and I were sitting on a couch, watching something on television. He kept moving closer to me, to which I would move away. LL was making me nervous. I kept getting the impression that he want to have sex with me. I remember thinking "Dude... I'm not gay!" in my mind and somehow I thought it was getting through to him.

The odd thing is that LL isn't gay in RL, yet somehow this manifested in this way in the dream making me uncomfortable.

LL told me that he wanted me to meet one of his friends and we left his place and walked up the street. After a few blocks, we arrived as a modern looking house. It looked like it was nearly finished being constructed. We went into the house and met some woman. LL excused himself and the lady began showing me around the house. Some of the rooms were finished, some were not. We walked upstairs and into the master bedroom. There was a walkin closet that led to the attic. She left me alone in the closet, telling me she need to check on something. I was walking between the attic, the closet and the master bedroom.

In the bedroom, I saw a wooden desk. On the desk were some papers and a pamphlet. Curious, I picked up the pamphlet and it was for people suffering from chocolate addiction. It looked like it was advertising a rehab clinic for people that suffered from the addiction. Most of the pamphlet was in English, but when I turned it over, it looked like the back sheet was in Dutch.

The woman returned to the room to find me looking at the pamphlet. I put it down as soon as I realized that she had returned, but she did see me looking at it. A look of horrified embarrassment fell over her face, she walked over to the bed and laid down on it with her hands over her face. I laid on the bed next to her trying to console her. I told her that I didn't mean to go through her stuff and that I was sorry. I told her not to be embarrassed because I knew. She looked at me and kind of half smiled at me.

She stood up and asked me to follow her. Heading to the kitchen, she gave me a glass of water. She was talking to me, but I couldn't understand what she was saying. I felt really confused and frustrated that I just didn't understand. She pointed out the window at a boat that was sitting at the dock, which suddenly I could now see. Then I heard her say, clearly, LL wanted to take me out on his boat and we needed to go meet him there. She put on a jacket, she grabbed my hand and lead me out the door.