Dream Journal
B and I were at a garage sale and standing in someone’s living room. Next to their Christmas tree was a big box (as though a large recliner chair had come in it) filled with smaller cardboard boxes. These boxes turn out to be a large train set. B wants to get it and bring it home, but I say that we shouldn’t because it is too big. He gets quite upset at this and he quits talking to me.
We left through a different door than we had entered. We walked down the driveway going downhill. It was break-up season, and there were very muddy ruts in the road. B was being mean to me, but I couldn’t say what he was doing to be mean. We turned left at the end of the driveway, left again, and were now walking uphill on an even muddier road.
We came to a stream, which he crosses easily, but he leaves me behind. I start to cross but slip and fall. I end up on my hands and knees in the mud crying so hard that my throat hurts. He stands on the other side of the stream looking at me with disdain, pity and disgust. I cry. And cry. And cry. (I awoke mad at him, realized it was a dream, and fell back asleep.)
I am now at my grandmothers home standing on the ledge by the door to the tophouse of our boat (which is in my grandmothers house). Standing next to me is my brother Damon and I am telling him all about the garage sale train set dream. We are looking down on my grandparents’ two garage doors. One door is white and the other brown. A bunch of family members are planning on painting the brown door white.
Someone, referring to my dream, says that it is impossible to have an IN door and an OUT door in a home. Damon disagrees and points to the two garage doors of grandmas - one is for driving in, the other for driving out. They are this way so you don’t have to back up once you are inside the garage. I worry about getting paint on carpet.
Themes: B, Left Behind