Dream Journal
There was a row of toilets facing a large, busy room. I sat on one warily, next to a couple of women chatting. I pushed the seat back like a recliner. The whole chair leaned back into a cover, far enough for complete privacy, but at an odd angle for urinating. I peed at that strange angle, but worried that the urine was going to run down my back.
The chair had been built for shorter people than I, and my head was squished along the plastic side of the chair cover. I hoped it was clean, because I had no other choice but to leave my head against it.
The angle of the chair wasn’t stable for my size or weight: the center of gravity was off. While I was still peeing, the chair righted itself. I quickly pushed the chair back again so I could fully empty my bladder.
When done and the chair had been righted, I needed to pull up my high-high blue socks and pull down my skirt without flashing anyone. My skirt was tucked into the top of my socks, and the more I tried to pull up my socks the more my skirt got stuck. i didn’t want to draw people’s attention by making a big scene, but needed to untuck my skirt.
Themes: Toilet
I was getting ready for work and glanced at the clock. I then realized that I had forgotten about the lighting workshop that day, as well as missed the mixer the night previous. I was supposed to have gotten a ride with Jamie, but completely forgot.
I drove out to Palmer as fast as I could. I arrived late; the group had taken a break and was milling around. I was embarrassed about my small camera but found a nicer one on the hood of my car. I grabbed it and took a few test shots with it. I considered taking it and claiming it as my own, but I didn’t.
Inside, I had some trouble finding an open seat. I finally sat down and Toffee the hamster crawled out of my bag. I played with her for a bit, and she bit me. I wondered what I would do with her for the whole day, and tried to put her back into my bag without her jumping onto the floor. The person sitting next to me looked worried about the hamster.
When the instructor came back, I lifted the camera I found above my head and said that I had found it on my car. The instructor took it and took a few test shots, and then a woman raised her hand and said it was hers.
He started instruction, but I had a difficult time following. Briar & Nadia walked into the class looking skinny and put-together, both wearing green. I adjusted my smart green skirt and green knee socks, feeling self-conscious and not wanting them to recognize me.
Melissa then walked in with our chihuahua Chilly and lied down on the couch by the table of snacks. I sat with her and asked what she was doing. She had sneaked away from the mall and got Lacey from a boarding house. She told me that after Mom dropped me off, she left Lacey in Anchorage because she didn’t feel like Lacey should come home.
We both pet Lacey and then I surprised Melissa by pulling Toffee out of my bag. We loved on both animals for a bit and then I told her I had to get back to the class. The instructor was doing a slide show and I wasn’t following along. I put Toffee back in my bag and Melissa left with Lacey.
There were two long tables with chairs on one side facing a projection screen. When I sat back down, the man next to me squeezed my knee and his hand lingered. I pushed it off annoyingly, and saw it was the cute actor from The Office. He was confused because women always liked his hand on their legs.
I could only understand bits and pieces of the presentation. It was like a movie trailer with disjointed information. I could see the table full of cookies on the other side of the room and realized I was very hungry.
Themes: Melissa