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Dream 1: Ice Storm, Kids, and Failed RC

In Wellington – at the library, I think. My lab-mates are with me, I believe. It starts to rain ice, and they go inside a building for shelter. I walk around a bit. Some guy says something about the weather, and that my Jeep should be OK even though my lab-mates would have to stay there. I go back to my Jeep. Now the Jeep is my old truck. There is a bunch of stuff in the back, some of which is hanging out and has been shut in the tail gate. There is a kid there, messing with the stuff. Then there are two kids. The kids won’t leave me alone. Finally, I ask them where they live, and they point to a brick house across the street. It belongs to Mrs. (somebody, I forget the name. Something like Woolenscraft). I say to the kids “let’s go back to your home”. They are agreeable, and I walk them across the street. We enter the house. There are a bunch of kids there. It turns out to be an orphanage, or something. I locate Mrs. Woolenscraft and turn the kids over to her.

Back across the street, something prompts me to do a reality check. I try counting my fingers, but have trouble. There seems to be a little bit of a finger on one hand that I keep counting, and I think this might be throwing off the count. I might try a nose pinch RC or two also. For some reason, I won’t believe that this is a dream.

Because of the ice storm, I go back to my old apartment. Nobody seems to be living there, and I spend the night. I also bring in a bunch of stuff from the truck and it starts to look like home again. I figure, since no one is living there, I might as well move back in. The next morning, I think I should probably get in touch with the landlords and let them know I have been there. I also realize that I haven’t been paying rent. I think maybe I should pack up and leave soon, in case anyone shows up.

Dream 2: Bingo

We stop into some kind of business (library, hotel, restaurant, or something). But once inside the door, it seems that the whole thing was just a front. The “lobby” is just an entranceway, with apparently nothing else inside. But there is a small sliding door in front of us, that one can push open. When this is pushed open, it reveals a set of stairs going down into a secret bingo place. It’s kind of like an underground casino, but they just play bingo. They also have cookies. I help myself to the cookies, and I think I also look for a place where I can sit down and possibly join in the bingo playing.



Fragment 1: Night Adventure

In an apartment. There are a couple of other people involved, I think. Someone is trying to sneak in, or break in, at night I think. I wait in front of a door with a guitar to whack them on the head when they come in. Something also happens with people spraying cans of compressed air. They went into a place where there wasn’t much air to breathe. Then they realize it works better if they spray the air in their faces so they have something more to breathe.

Fragment 2: Playing Lurkers

Playing lurkers.

Afternoon nap:

Dream 3: Wandering Around in a Building

Aunt D— and Aunt R--. I see Aunt D— go by, and think to myself how much “that girl” looks like Aunt R—(at first I don’t recognize her). Then I realize who it is, and try to say hello to her. By now she has become someone else, a beautiful girl who is less closely related to me. Along the way, someone gives me a bag with some food in it – including a piece of meat that I call a “pork chop”.

Now we’re in a hotel. Dad and Mom are with me. At first it’s just Mom, I think. We are looking for food, walking through a food court sort of area. Or maybe we’re looking for a bank at first, or both. There is a place where there had been a bank, but is now part of another store. In this store, they have a story time for kids. We end up in a hotel room. It turns out that I actually live in this building, a couple of floors down. We still aren’t sure what to do about food, but I point out that I have the “pork chop” and other stuff in my refrigerator. My Mom asks me how much oatmeal is there. I’m not sure, but I make a reference to the miracle of the loaves and fishes and go to get my small bag of food.

I go downstairs. Down to the basement of a hospital or school or something. [I’m not too sure about how this part fits in, or even if it’s the same dream]. There are people wandering around – students, trying to find their way around the building. Someone asks me if I know where “the Hall” is. We discuss this for a bit. There are some things with stairs and elevators – some guy gets off an elevator and finds he is in the wrong place. I get on an elevator to go back upstairs.

I find myself helping new students collect items for their classes. This includes cardboard vacuum cleaners for a class that my advisor teaches. They ask me what he is like, and we discuss this briefly.

Scenes that might have been part of this dream:

Discussing a clock called “Hogswell”. It seems to be located at Hogwarts.

Walking along, thinking about how it would be nice to live somewhere where technology such as automobiles and the internet were outlawed. I think about starting my own place where that was the case. Ambulances could still run, but other people wouldn’t be allowed to run automobiles. My Mom and I discuss how much productivity is lost because of internet addiction.

Fragment 3: Christian Radio Show and Wrapping Paper

Listening to a Christian radio program, I think. Someone is either being interviewed or has called in, and while he is talking the host says something like “don’t say it, don’t say it” as the guest seems to be getting into something that would open a can of worms. The guest says it, and the host or co-host says “he said it!” That seems to be ok though. Now there is something about a large roll of wrapping paper. We are stretching it down a hallway, and I am standing on top of it. This hallway is connected to another hallway, where more wrapping paper is stretched. This imagery seems to be related to the talk show, or to ministry in general.

Dream 4: Unknown Park

A geography-related dream. Discussing a location with someone. There is a place called “Unknown Park”. Someone is saying that this took its name from something that had to do with a classic rock band. There is something complicated about another place to the north, with a part that had a similar name, from which this park took its name. I begin speculating about the classic rock band (it seems to be the Electric Light Orchestra). They are still touring. I wonder how old they are. Then I start ruminating about time, and how things get old and decay. It feels like a tragedy to me. We are walking along, and I fret about this. I think to myself how even the traffic lights will decay and fall apart after time.

Fragment 4: Lurkers

Playing lurkers. There is a swarm of players from the red team just above the blue team’s base. Someone says something about how it would be better if we stuck together. I then try to rally our team together to attack the red base, and type “charge!” into the chat. I try to storm the red base. I think I make it, but get killed. I might try once or twice more, I don’t remember.

Note: the bingo speakeasy picture above is a little different than what was in my dream. It looks cooler. Also, what kind of animal is that in the bottom left?