WaaayOutThere

I started off this dream sequence with a nightmare. It began with my driving somewhere and finding horses and donkeys that had escaped from their paddock running alongside the road. Then I dreamed I was back at my parents' house. My aunt was sitting on the couch; my mother was in the kitchen. My mother was angry with me over I know not what and wasn't speaking. It may have been that she thought I let the horses and donkeys out while opening the gate, but they were already loose when I came along. My aunt was trying to help us straighten things out. It wasn't working. My mother was washing dishes and threw a plate at me. She missed and it hit the wall behind me. That made me so angry I grabbed a plate and threw it at her. It flew like a frisbee though, completely missing her and landing on one of the eyes of the stove. My mother was furious and nodded her head as if to say, "Okay, you wanna go there? I'll go there." She grabbed a butcher knife out of the sink and started slowly walking towards me. I freaked out and ran to my old room. I slammed the door and locked it tight. I was looking for the key to the deadbolt lock on the window when I thought maybe I should break the window with a chair. I figured that would be too noisy, and she would realize I was escaping, so I went for the key instead and that's where I woke up. (Hope I made it!)

It was just before 4am. Night Ranger's "Sister Christian" video came on TV, and that helped me relax. Eventually I went back to sleep and had the second dream.


In this dream, I was going shopping with two friends from work - EP & KJ. We went to Macy's where they were supposed to be having some super-fantastic, invitation-only sale. We didn't have any invitiations, so my friends wanted me to help them sneak in. I had worked there previously, so they thought I knew all the entrnaces and exits and secrets ways through the back of the store. I told them I didn't, that there wasn't anything secret to it, but they were determined. In the parking lot, we saw a red Porsche that someone had left the passenger door open on, and there was a baby in a car seat crying. My friends paid it no mind and drug me to the back of the store. There were a bunch of doors, and they wanted to know which one would get them into the secret sale. I honestly told them that I didn't know. They tried several doors but found them locked. There was one large freight door, and someone else in the crowd tried that one and got it open. My friends went running into the store, and I followed them. We all went down a dimly lit hallway, then into a fitting room and came out in the store. We split up and went our own ways to shop. I found something I wanted and went to check out. While I was checking out, I asked the salesclerk about the baby in the Porsche. She said that the Porsche was Michael Jackson's car (he was still alive in the dream) and that the child "was not his son". Ha, ha. She then said that whoever inquired about the baby got to keep the car. Apparently I was the first, so the clerk handed me the key to the car. I took my purchase and headed back to the parking lot. I found my friends on the sidewalk outside ready to go. They headed to the other side of the parking lot where we had parked, but I headed to the Porsche. I couldn't wait to drive over and stop in front of them! The key opened the driver's door, and I sat down in the Porsche. The baby was crying and crying. I didn't know what to do with the baby. I couldn't keep it. I patted his cheeks and tried to comfort him, but he just kept crying. And that my friends, is where the dream ended.