Dream Journal
I had received a package slip in the mail and the sender’s phone number listed on the slip was B’s. At the Post Office there was a very long line of people and five workers at the counter. I was called to the first worker on the left and handed him my slip.
He looked at my slip, picked it up, and stood still. I waited, wondering what he was doing, when the worker at the far right of the counter called the next customer. The couple behind me headed that direction but the man helping me called to them and told me that I had to take my slip to the person on the far right.
When I handed my slip to the woman, she nodded and said that they don’t get many packages and not everyone knows what to do with them. She disappeared in the back for a bit, and returned with a very large box with all four flaps opened at the top.
She had to set the box on the counter to reposition the things inside the box and I could see picture frames in the box I didn’t recognize. On top of the box was a framed photo of Pam and me, underneath which were a lot of other photographs that I only half recognized.
The woman gave me the box and I tried to stuff everything back in and close the flaps, but I could only get it half closed. I put it on top of my other box and left the counter. On my way our of the Post Office I almost dropped the box and had to prop it against the wall to keep it from falling.
I put the box on one of the tables in the foyer and decided I would make two trips to the car. I went back inside with Steve and he picked up the box with ease. There was a typed note sitting on top of the box informing postal customers to not leave their mail in the building unattended. I threw the note away.
The parking lot was dark and my car was difficult to find. Then we were at a store; we went in and Steve grabbed a cart. Everything in the store was very cheap because they were having a huge sale. We walked past the personal care section and Steve spotted a shampoo made of beans. He picked the bottle up and said that he had wanted to try some of it, but decided to not get any.
Then we were sitting across from each other at a table with a bunch of other people. A woman in her late 30s was standing nearby drinking alcohol and asked Steve to hold her drink while she left to do something.
When she returned she was naked and hopped into Steve’s lap. He put his arms around her and leaned in for a kiss, but she leaned back. He tried again and again she pulled away. Then he sat back, disinterested, and she leaned forward and put her hands on his face. I didn’t like her.
Themes: B, Pam & Tina, Steve