CONCEPT ~~This dream obviously reflected many ideas, concepts, problems, and life goals! I am 19 almost 20 and I am right at the stage where I am beginning to plan the rest of my life. I want to own a business.... not a restaurant but I have considered it before. Also know that I have problems with my Step father. We love each other but I feel as though I will never live up to him and his success, and I feel he feels the same way about me. I feel as though he often condescends me and never reaches out to me. His is not a very affection character in any sense. I am just like any other 20 yr old male but I am much friendlier. I feel as though I reach out to my step father and he never reaches back.~~ DREAM It starts out as a memory (not a real life memory but a OBE type feeling recalling a memory). It is a dark destroyed place. It is a building but it is so dark and wet it almost feels like a cave. I look around and all I see is trash and broken wood. I suddenly walk through these big luxurious wooden doors. I look around and I know I am in the same place (I am basically remembering what the place used to be, the place i described above.) As I look around I feel proud, I feel success, I know what I am seeing is a result of my own actions. I am seeing a packed restaurant, people laughing and eating, it is bright and classy and happy and golden. I built this restaurant from the ground up, and I feel proud of my success. My dad (step-father) is walking about, I feel as though I have put him in a position of power, a manger of some sorts. I am still standing just inside the door and I walk toward my father (with a smile on my face, expecting his embrace and congrats) he is setting a table with a red and white checkered table cloth. As soon as I start to speak to him, he interrupts and asks me to seat this newly set table. Disappointed, I turn around and walk toward the front doors, where the unseated guests eagerly await to be seated. As i approach the door, some guests interrupt my path with a smile, a hello, and a comical story. I begin to talk with them (As an owner or manager of a restaurant I believe networking is imperative!) I continue to speak with them, making them feel at home, while also ignoring my fathers request. I look over my shoulder to see my father doing what he had asked me, immediately I feel depressed with myself (like I have let my father down) and angry with my father (because I know he is disappointed in me.) (Total feeling from this = I feel that my father is ignoring my success just to find ways to make me feel like i should be disappointed in myself) From some reason the dream goes RAW! Everyone starts killing each other. My father begins chasing me around the restaurant. Mean while I am defending myself from him and killing anyone who crosses my path. No one is left except for he and I. I come out on top. ~~REMEMBERED OBJECTS~~~ Red and White table cloth Sword white plate Well polished fancy looking wood (doors, rails, etc) Gold/Brass colored handles and knobs A gold shining color (almost like sunlight) when I walk in Clock
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