Dream Journal
I was leaving from a warehouse type store (like Costco or Sam’s) with Pam and mom and someone else (I cannot remember). Mom told me that Katy Stevens (a high school friend I haven’t seen in a few years) had called while I was gone and had promised to call back that evening. Mom and the other person got into the car and drove off while Pam and I walked. I was going to bring some mail to the post office. I felt awkward walking with Pam alone because we haven’t talked in forever, and she wasn’t talking in the dream. It was snowing outside, and there was a well-worn path in the snow that we followed. For part of the way it followed some train tracks. The path got terribly narrow so that even in single file we couldn’t stay on it properly. I fell a few times.
We finally walked up a small hill and, while there, noticed that there was a couple in a bed behind us being very friendly with each other. We went another step and then suddenly there was a couple in the bed in front of us. Neither the couples nor the beds had previously been there. We smiled at each other and, not wanting to scare the couple, but to keep moving, told one couple that we were on the path and just needed to pass through. So we climbed over the bed.
We made it to my room and Pam was no longer with me. I went in and closed the door. I was looking for the mail I had to drop off at the post office and was going to change when my bedroom door was thrown open. There was standing Heath Herrington with his wife and another couple. I asked what they were doing barging into my room this way - he said that I had no right crawling over their bed earlier and he was mad. They all came in harassing me and I couldn’t get them to leave. I had a brush in my hand, which I swung at Heath as he was leaving, but he is much larger than I. So he came back in and pushed me to the floor. I was trying to put on my other shoe so I could properly run, but it didn’t fit. I looked and it was Heath’s wife’s pink sandal that was too large for me.
After much screaming they finally left. I ran down the hall, with the mail, to my Aunt Cris to complain. She was reading a magazine and said there was nothing she could do and I shouldn’t stress it. I was so irate at having my privacy invaded and her being so nonchalant made me even more upset. I went and found mom and she asked if Katy had called yet. I told her no. And she said that it must have been a prank call or something.
Themes: Pam & Tina, Warehouse