Dream Journal
I am watching a man sit at a table in a restaurant with his father, his girlfriend, and her friend. In the middle of an otherwise lively discussion, he reaches over to her and hits her quite hard with his fist on the side of her face. The father and friend nervously laugh the incident off and continue the discussion with the man.
I do not understand why no one will do anything or acknowledge it. Again he reaches across the table and strangles her. His face is red with anger. The father and friend watch as he slams her head into the table. Unable to help this woman, I get Melissa and ask her to watch my dog.
I climb into the back of a large van. An older man sitting in the back seat - I recognize him as a movie actor - pulls a blanket over me to help me hide. A large group of college-aged people get into the van and drive off.
I return to find my dog sitting obediently and at attention in the middle of the hallway with her leash at her feet; she is not tied to anything. I am very happy that the dog did not run away, but am disappointed that Melissa didn’t think to tie her up.
Themes: Melissa