Dream Journal
It was my birthday and someone was throwing me a gigantic party. The banquet room of a prestigious hotel had been reserved and there were many people there - some I knew and some I did not. But that did not bother me because of how much fun I was having. Everyone was called onto the dance floor. I was expecting a dance contest, but instead the DJ passed out climbing harnesses and instructed everyone to put them on.
We did as instructed and realized that each harness was attached to the ceiling with huge bungee cords. I was able to bounce around the large room and almost touch my head to the ceiling. It was a lot of fun. The DJ passed around many different sized Styrofoam balls then said, “Go!” Everyone was unsure of what to do and what the balls were for, so we made up our own rules. It became one large bouncy version of dodge ball.
One boy I did not recognize was lying on the floor appearing wounded. I went to see if he was all right and he nodded his head yes. I turned away and he hit me with his ball. Without speaking and without body language, he communicated to me that I was ‘out.’ With a big grin on his face and an astonished look on mine, I tossed mine at his foot. I communicated back in the same manner that if I were ‘out,’ then so was he. But there were no rules and, therefore, no losers.
When we were done, I put on a large bathrobe and walked back towards my room with my husband by my side. I passed the dinner table and saw an old friend Tina sitting at the head of the table in her best formal gown. Her mother was walking towards the table from my right dressed in a similar manner. I had forgotten that dinner required formal wear. I asked Tina’s mom if she liked my gown, then hurried to my room to change.
My room looked like a room on a large sea vessel with dark wood walls and a small porthole. I checked the answering machine and saw that there were twelve messages. I found this quite odd since we had only been gone an hour or two. The LED that illuminated the number twelve changed into a small text message that blinked and faded and blinked and rotated. I could not quite make out the words. Then the phone rang.
Themes: Hotel, Pam & Tina