Dream Journal
Steve and I went to our new vacation apartment at the far end of the lake. We walked into the upstairs apartment because the door was open. It was very nice and done in all white: the walls, carpet, furniture were all white. I wondered if we were supposed to have the downstairs apartment instead, because the upstairs one was too nice. I went downstairs to see if I could look into that apartment, and met its occupant, my neighbor.
I asked her if she had a key to the upstairs apartment, and she walked me back upstairs and then just walked in. I glanced over at Steve, sitting at the computer naked. I tried to tell him to get dressed without alerting my neighbor that he was naked.
She looked out the window and said that we were he third house from the end of the lake, with one of the best views, and it was quiet out there. I just wanted her to go and stop being nosy.
Then I was at the grocery store looking for Pantene conditioner but I couldn’t find it. I went up and down all of the aisles and thought about asking where it was, but decided they probably didn’t carry it.
Then I was back at the vacation apartment with a few other people, and one of the guys was flirting pretty heavily with me. He was funny and cute and charming. He was leaning one elbow onto the kitchen counter while I was laughing, and I realized that he was Steve. His face didn’t look like steve, and even though Steve was standing behind him talking to some other people, he was Steve too. I had a crush on this new Steve.
I went into the grocery store at night. I wandered through the produce section and admired all of the shiny and colorful vegetables.
I stepped up to the customer service desk and put my plastic bag on the counter. The woman behind the desk was short and looked grumpy. I pulled out of my bag a loaf of sliced bread that was very moldy. She scanned it and looked at me.
Then I pulled out of the bag a pair of scizzors. They looked fine, but there was a large sticky clump of something on the back side of one blade. I was afraid she wouldn’t take them and explained in great detail why I didn’t want them. She scanned them without a wokd and offered me cash in retrun.
Relieved that my return went so smoothly, I had a bounce in my step when I walked out the door. I stepped not into the parking lot as I had expected but into a dark cave.
I followed the cave deeper into the earth and heard some men chanting. When I came upon them I saw they were monks in the middle of a secret ceremony. I watched them for a while and realized they were no different from the catholics.
Themes: Market
I was at the grocery store during the after-work rush so there were a lot of people there shopping in a hurry.
I needed to find some bullion, but the shelf was empty where the bullion was supposed to be. I wandered around looking for where some bullion might have been moved as well as looking for a stocker to ask about the bullion, but could find neither.
I finally found three glass cruets on a shelf filled with bullion, only it was light and fluffy like sage. The cruet was topped with a thin metal oil spout. The bullion had not originally been packaged in the cruets, but one of the employees had poured the bullion into the cruets from a larger container. I wasn’t sure if I could trust it.
Themes: Market
I was at a side market getting two heads of cabbage and a brunch of broccoli. I picked up my second cabbage head and saw Lacey in it. I took it back to the boat to show my father that I had her.
We could sneak her onto the boat and the men in suits who took us hostage would never know anything about her.
Themes: Market
I was at a marketplace that resembled a street fair. There were rows and rows of canvas shoes, wooden clogs, silk, bohemian-style dress, and beaded tops.
My entire high school class was there. Briar, Nadia and I told a teacher that we were all going to the same college and we all went to the same high school. The teacher went with Poppy and Carla to try on a sari.
B and I were shopping at a member’s warehouse akin to Costco’s. The aisles were so far apart from each other that we had to traverse the warehouse in our car. We stood looking through the racks of shirts and he pulled out a really pretty antique chemise with blue lace around the neckline for me to try on. I knew that it was too small, but I put it into the cart to try on anyway.
I remembered that I needed to get some face wash, so we drove over to the personal hygiene area. The area reminded me of the lumber yard where B used to work. The road between the aisles was very muddy, and we drove in and out of a ton of aisles but could not find the face wash or the shampoo. I saw some shampoo bottles in gallon jugs across a large mud pit, and I knew that the face wash would be over there as well.
We started across the mud pit and saw a little dog running around the mud pit. I could tell that it was a Miniature Schnauzer like our Lacey, and I wanted to pick it up and take it home. I saw an empty silver Oldsmobile parked by the shampoo and knew that the dog belonged to the car owner.
B said that he was really hungry, so we drove off with a group of senior citizen tourists to look for a food aisle or café.
I was in a dark, tiny attic of a grocery store with my entire family having an evening meal. I became claustrophobic and fed up with my family, so I went outside and hopped in Jen’s truck. The back seat of her truck was overflowing with boxes and cans of food. Melissa was sleeping intertwined with all the food.
Themes: Market
Mom and I were at the store looking for bath stuff. All of the aisles had been moved around and had new items on the shelves. Everything was very interesting to look at, but the bath salts and scrub and stuff was nowhere to be found.
After walking past all of the linens and towels, I found the bath section; it was teeny tiny had barely had anything. I looked at the top shelf at all of the natural sea sponges, and told a little girl on my left that I needed a small non-sea sponge to put on my eyes at night. A store employee appeared on my right and told me that they were located in the previous aisle, when I had just been there and knew that, in fact, they weren’t.
Themes: Market
B and I walk from a building to our car so that we can go to the store. Opening the car doors, the interior is our bed. We crawl under the covers and curl up together naked. My dad comes outside from the building and heads to the car. B sits up rather quickly and turns on the light about headboard so that my dad won’t know that we were lying together in bed. I stay lying down under the covers.
We then get out of the car in the Eagle Quality Center parking lot. Inside, I am carrying a small and fuzzy female puppy in my left arm. I get distracted by the store and walk a few feet ahead of b. Glancing behind me, I see him talking with his sister Sarah. I speed up because I don’t want to talk to her.
Hurrying down a twisting hallway, I see her running to catch up with me. I enter into a large room when she does catch up with me. I don’t mind having her with me; I’m glad she’s there.
We look at displays set on blue velvet covered tables that line the room. We are the only two people in the room, and I decide to let the puppy walk on the tables and stretch her legs. She walks to the table’s edge and jumps off. Sarah and I lunge to grab her, but she evades our grasp.
After a bit of running and lunging, we get the puppy back. Sarah and I decide to leave the room with the puppy. At the doorway, Sarah leans back into the room and yells, “bye, Izzy!” At that moment, I realized that all I was wearing was my see-through panties; and I didn’t know that Izzy was in the room - he must have gotten a really good look at me.
Not yet having gotten the two items I needed at the store, I entered the main supermarket area. I tried to hold the puppy so that it covered my left breast; I also held her with my right arm, using my arm to cover my right breast. I was very self-conscious and uncomfortable being naked in a public area.
I got my first item, and put it under the dog because she wasn’t big enough to fully cover my breast. The second item I needed was many aisles away. It was a box of packs of gum.
When I got it, I also held it to help cover my breast. Walking to the checkout, the packs of gum and the other item kept slipping from underneath the puppy, exposing my breast.
Sarah tried as hard as she could to help me stay covered, but there wasn’t much she could do. The whole time she walked on my right while I held the dog in my left arm. No one else in the supermarket noticed my nudity.
Someone else and I were at the supermarket shopping for groceries; I was pushing a cart. I came out of one aisle and saw Robert Greaves, a high school friend, standing in front of me. I gave him an enthusiastic hello and we caught up a bit. After ten minutes of talking, we parted ways.
I walked down another aisle and saw large wooden shelves displaying bread dough. I could buy bread dough in different shapes and sizes. Some were round, some cylindrical, some cubes, and others rolled out flat. They were all stacked on top of and next to each other. I knew that the flat ones were meant for pizza crust because some of the edges had been pinched into obvious crusts.
I walked through the room filled with dough touching many of them as if to check their ripeness. I lifted the edge of one skinny pizza dough, and decided I wanted something else. I turned around and saw Pam and her mother looking at spheres of dough. They did not see me.
Themes: Market, Pam & Tina