Dream Journal
I got out of bed because I had to urinate. In the bathroom, I emptied my extremely full bladder and was amazed at the amount of urine coming out of my body. When I was done urinating, I gave birth to a baby.
I held my baby, surprised at the suddenness of the birth. I carried it out into the living room and placed the baby on the couch where it fell asleep. I went into the office and told Steve that the baby was sleeping. I sat down at my computer and Steve was at his computer.
After a bit, I realized that we didn’t have a bassinette for the baby. We didn’t have anything for the baby. Where would the baby sleep if we didn’t have a bassinette?
I called Damon and told him that I had given birth, and asked if he wanted to come over and see the baby. He asked me if I was at the airport, and I said that I was at home, just a few blocks away from him. He said that he would be right over. I grabbed a tank top to put on, but couldn’t untangle it enough to get it over my head.
Themes: Steve
I was visiting at a friend’s house and when I looked out the front door, I saw her white dog slip behind the fence to the street. I stepped back inside and told her what I had just seen, but when I went back outside to find the dog he was standing right on the porch.
I grabbed his collar and led the dog around back. He was much, much bigger than I had remembered. Another dog, this one tan, approached us at the back fence and I wondered if either one were my neighbor’s real dog.
Inside the living room, she thanked me and gave both dogs kisses. I told her that both dogs couldn’t possibly be hers, and she couldn’t keep adopting strays. She stood up, looked very hurt, and told me that I could go. She said that her adopted pets, and now I could see many of them in the house, loved her and that she was choosing them over me.
I stood in a shower in the middle of the office hallway. The spout came from the ceiling, and the floor was tiled around a shower drain. I was wearing all of my work clothes, even shoes, but no pants.
The back doorbell rang, and Jeff emerged from a side door. Annoyed, he asked me why I didn’t answer the door. I told him that I was busy, and also I was not wearing pants. He headed down the hall to open the back door and hollered over his shoulder to me: “Put on some pants!”
Themes: Jeff
The parking lot at the high school was very full, but I managed to find a parking spot on the side of the street. I walked up the icy hill quickly, careful not to slip. I was almost late.
I followed my classmates down the hallway toward the theater stage. The auditorium was filling up with parents. I saw a girl with really long hair in front of me, and wondered how that could be when Lynea had cut her hair after graduation.
Back behind the stage, I waited with the rest of the band. I peeked out of the curtain and saw Melissa standing center stage, pacing nervously before the curtain rose. A number of band members sat around her in a semi-circle. She wore wide-leg jeans cut into assless chaps, held on only by a belt. Under her chaps she wore black panties that didn’t fully cover her butt.
I knew that she had cut the chaps more than Mom had so that she would be showing more skin. I tried to get her attention to let her know that she would be in big trouble if she performed wearing that. But she didn’t see me.