I dreamed that I went to go see my friend, K, in Michigan. My brother, D, went with me & wouldn’t leave her alone. He kept hitting on her, putting his arm around her & telling her stuff like “If your hubby isn’t satisfying you, I can”. I kept telling him to shut up & leave her alone, but he wouldn’t listen to me. K was either being nice & didn’t want to upset him, or maybe she actually liked it? LOL! We (the three of us) went to visit K’s dad. D tried to hug him, like he knew him, making K's dad seemed uncomfortable. K's dad’s house had really wavy floors & it was hard to walk in. My sense of gravity seemed to be distorted, like at the Mystery Spot in Santa Cruz. We drove around before picking up pizza, looking at old buildings & neighborhoods. D & I then came back to California & I recall being sad. I wanted to move to Michigan, because I loved it there so much.
All of a sudden, K, her dad, K's apparent brother & SIL with two young daughters, some random grouchy old lady, my brother D, my parents, my hubby, my aunt V & uncle K and their twin sons B & D (the twins were little again, even though I was insisting that one of them was much older & taller when he was living with us for awhile a few years ago...everyone pretty much disagreed with me & said “D’s always been short”) were all traveling to Twentynine Palms in a huge Suburban. We took a back road (dirt road) of some kind & came upon a huge pond with remote-controlled bees that were about the size of large dogs. It was supposedly part of some program that was supposed to attract natural bees to the pond. Then, we’re in some kind of mission or something & we had to use a toilet that was inside this little box of a seat (almost reminded me of an antique roller-coaster car or the cars on the Mr. Toads Wild Ride in Disneyland), right out in the open in front of everyone. All of a sudden we were back in the Suburban heading to Paso Robles. W.E.I.R.D.!
/dream
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Remote control bees the size of dogs??? I also love the crowd of us in the old Suburban.....if anyone saw me sitting at my puter giggling they'd think I was wack-0!
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