Dream Journal
I was carving pumpkins with Steve and his brother in our kitchen. His brother was using the counter by the trash can while Steve and I were using the tops of the washer and dryer.
I walked over to Steve and saw that he was carving a perfect circle for an eye. I saw he hadn’t yet cut a hole in the top of the pumpkin to scoop out the insides. I told him he needed to empty the pumpkin before he started carving the face.
He looked up at me with blank eyes and then started to cut a big hole in the top. I wondered if he was okay.
Then I was sitting in an audience with my brother John on my right and Steve in the seat directly behind mine. Steve began talking gibberish and rocking his body back and forth. I turned around and asked him to quiet down, but he soon started up again.
I saw a blue and white shape at the place where the wall met the ceiling, as though someone had plastered a ton of shiny Play Doh to the ceiling. This shape was what had upset Steve, who was upsetting the audience. I didn’t know why it upset him so much and I couldn’t calm him down.
Themes: Steve