Dream Journal
B was on my computer and found an email that Kelli had sent to a woman online. In her email, she told this woman that her husband Mike liked to watch her masturbate with another woman. There were pictures attached to the email of Kelli in a corset sitting on her bed.
B had replied to Kelli’s email how disappointed he was that Kelli would disrespect her husband by propositioning a strange woman. I was furious that he had gotten into something that wasn’t his business.
Then I was standing in a field next to a large pile of rocks. A man approached the edge of the field and stopped because he was afraid of me. I ignored him, remained calm, and picked a rock out of the pile.
The band of my shirt had been pulled up over my arms and I didn’t want to flash the man. He followed me out of the field. We stepped onto a bus and sat in the back. I had to explain to a man a few rows in front of me that I was showing the caveman the city.
Kelli, I, and another person were driving in Kelli’s Jeep. We were part of a large elaborate scavenger hunt type game. As we pulled up to a small swampy area, we could see the next item required for the game.
We jumped out of her Jeep and made our way toward the item. About halfway through the wet, mucky, smelly swamp we realized that obtaining this item is going to be more difficult that previously believed. We were not going to be able to reach the item, so we turned back to the Jeep.
Standing by the Jeep contemplating how we were going to successfully get the item, another group pulled up beside us. They, too, stared at the item. I wondered if we couldn’t just approach it from the other side of the swamp.
Themes: Kelli
I got onto a city bus and held out a quarter to pay for my ride. The bus driver nodded as I made my way towards the back still holding my quarter.
I saw Kelli sitting in the very last seat. Last time I saw her she had told me that we needed to talk. She was surrounded by many people and I instinctly knew that she would not be able to talk. She waved me back but there was no space for me so I sat in the middle of the bus.
I walked through a home for sale. The seller walked ahead of me listing the benefits of each room but I was not listening. I did not want to buy this home but did not want to interrupt him.
I sat back on the bus and Kelli got on a stop after me. She sat in the seat across the aisle from me. The bus was nearly empty. The seat backs were very tall, and we could barely see over them like when we were children.
I walked back to the last seat where she had sat earlier, figuring that she would want to talk there in “her” seat. She did not follow.
Themes: Kelli
I sat at the dinner table with my family and Kelli’s family. Kelli had cooked for us a meal we had never before eaten. The three Lost Boys kept trying to provoke me to be mean to Kelli about her food, but I wouldn’t give in. I wouldn’t give them the satisfaction.
Marty sat on my left and dad on the end at my right. They were each holding their homework for the weekend: a steel baking pan. They had to check it and make sure it was mechanically sound. More specifically, they were supposed to determine if the battery was still good. If it wasn’t, then they needed to replace its battery.
I helped Marty pull his out of the pan: it was a large jello brick. I held it while he inspected its surface—uneven and worn around the edges— then determined it needed a new battery. I wondered which part of the jello was the battery.
Themes: Kelli
I was about to masturbate and grabbed a soccer ball to assist. I briefly considered a basketball, but realized that it would be too rough. B came into the room and almost caught me. I scooted lower into a small cubic space and tried to reposition my legs so that I could continue.
I gave up on the soccer ball and approached him. I pushed him hard onto his back and forced him to have sex with me. He started to say something, but I told him to shut up and pressed further into him. The next night he was getting ready for me to take him again. I climbed into the passenger seat of a convertible and waved to him as we drove away. He looked very sad, which made me happy to make him wait.
A police officer drove me to Kelli’s home. I went down a staircase to her basement. A spider made of different precious jewels was on the wall in the stairwell; it was eight or ten inches long. It moved and scared me.
Kelli was in her basement kitchen boiling eggs in a giant vat of vinegar. The vinegar was stinking up the place. I asked her why she was doing that now, and she said that they are very yummy. She tossed in a large handful of eggshells, which she said would make them better.
I was sitting in the passenger seat of Kelli’s Jeep while she drove. She pushed her Jeep to the limit of its speed capabilities and headed directly for a building wall. She maneuvers in a way such that her car drove partway up the wall.
She grabbed a windowsill and effectively stopped the car on its tailgate. She leaned her arms out of her window and pushed on the adjacent wall. The jeep fell sideways and into a hole in the pavement. We continued down a winding, twisting tunnel that felt like a roller coaster.
We had to find the item underground and get it to the guy before the movie starts at 6:45pm. We got to the item at 6:50pm, too late to get it to the guy in time; the movie had already started. We decided to not pursue the item any more.
Themes: Kelli
I walked out of a house in a nice, quiet suburb like those seen on television. The neighborhood was empty of people and cars except for a black and a yellow sports car parked at the curb. I jumped into the driver’s seat of the black car and sped off. The yellow one took off behind me.
I stopped at a red light and the yellow car pulled up to the line on my left. The windows in both vehicles were down and I saw that Kelli was driving the yellow car and Rachael was her passenger. The light turned green and we sped off, both of us trying to go as fast as we could and yet not competing with the other. We were simply enjoying speeding next to each other.
When I got back home, my boss’s parents were inside and told me that they had bought two new washer/dryer sets for the office. I got up on top of the top loaders and walked around their edges inspecting them. I was very excited that they were brand new and not second hand; I would have never been able to afford them.
Themes: Kelli
I was eating peanut sauce on rice with a group of girls. The peanut sauce spilled out the door and created a small river down the hill. We each grabbed a sled and took off on a race down the hill. I was happy because I was doing very good at the race, and my high school coach was impressed.
Kelli got up to leave the group early and did not look like she was in a good mood. I asked her if she was battling something and not winning. She looked down at the ground and left.
Themes: Kelli
Kelli had to knock down a supporting beam in the new office building. She had arranged for a volunteer to bring a large semi and was going to have him drive straight into the building; this would be the fastest and most efficient way of removing that supporting corner beam.
She came into the upstairs office and told us what was about to happen and that it would be happening in the next minute or so, but not to worry because she had planned an escape route.
She took a gun and shot out the glass of the office window, then the glass of the outside window on the other side of the shop area. She explained that she would rig up a zip wire for us all to jump out of the building. She was disappointed that she wouldn’t be able to zip back into the building on the zip wire, but i could tell that she was pumped with adrenaline.
Themes: Kelli
Kelli had invited me to her home for dinner. I sat at the table with her and her family; she had three boys and four girls. I had written a list of three things to pray for when we blessed the meal. We bowed our heads and Kelli’s husband prayed, her sons prayed, and then we opened our eyes as though finished.
I wondered why only the boys were allowed to pray. I thought it was very uncharacteristic of what I knew of Kelli - she had always been so outgoing with her prayer life.
When serving the food, Kelli saw my list and made everyone stop eating and pray again so I could pray for a man whose name started with a J.
Themes: Kelli
I got out of bed and went to my garden to cut some basil for Kelli at work. When I got there, I saw that the entire garden had already been harvested. I could not remember cutting all of my herbs and vegetables, but I knew that only I could have done it. Kelli would have to go without basil.
Themes: Kelli