This dream was very jumbled, or was when I woke up. Note: there were a lot of people I recognized in this dream, so I shortened all names:
I was on a sidewalk in the drizzle. There was broken furniture on the street, and I wanted to see what it looked like. I was examining a nightstand when I saw K and K driving nearby. They started to tear into me, talking to each other about how much they hated me. I got angry and started to walk away, but then I realized I had to go in the same direction. The two women, who were now walking on the sidewalk with me, gripped each others forearms in front of me and kept walking, yelling and swearing at me. I tried to confront them, but was never able...
Then there was a restaurant. I was given a table. I did not have a lot of money, and the restaurant was pricey. A waiter was there, and I asked to sample a white wine. Instead he poured me half a glass, set the bottle on the table and walked away. I saw that the bottle was two-thirds gone already. Next to me, a portly man was drinking rose. There was a commotion of some sort...
EDIT: I remember that at some point, I felt a peculiar feeling in the back of my tooth, like there was food stuck between my molars. I felt with my fingers, and after several attempts I found something and pulled. It felt like I was pulling my own tooth out - it was really uncomfortable and I could feel a building pressure in my head. But I kept pulling, and finally I pulled out a piece of string. Except I kept pulling, and more string came out. I must have pulled out four feet of white cotton string! I stared at it in my hands, confused.
I was home, and B was in the kitchen with D. Jake came charging in, and I had to grab him. D yelled at me to get the dog out of the house. Again, I felt tense and upset because it was Jake's house too.
There was a large basement, like under a church. It was TD and everyone was in a panic, packing and bustling about. I found J and asked what I needed to do. He just ignored me, and so I went walking around, observing. There were biscuits (?) everywhere. J found me all at once, and demanded to know why I wasn't working. I told him he hadn't given me anything to do, but he didn't believe me. He told me I needed to have everything checked off - off of what I don't know. There was a clock ticking above on a wall, and now there were large puppets being pushed through the space. We were walking in a large carpeted hallway, and there were special effects. A wall melted away to reveal a door; A face appeared and laughed before turning to a black pit. I was impressed with the quality of everything.
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I think that I wrote this out of order. I think it started with the convention center, went to the restaurant, then home, then to the sidewalk. I don't remember where I went after that.
I'm a little concerned about the tension in this dream. It doesn't really match where I am in life right now. Well, I know where part of the tension is coming from, but I'm not talking about it here. Perhaps this is my subconscious trying to relieve old tension. Perhaps it's because my back really hurts and there is tension there. In any event, tension dreams are dreams I could do without.
I was on a sidewalk in the drizzle. There was broken furniture on the street, and I wanted to see what it looked like. I was examining a nightstand when I saw K and K driving nearby. They started to tear into me, talking to each other about how much they hated me. I got angry and started to walk away, but then I realized I had to go in the same direction. The two women, who were now walking on the sidewalk with me, gripped each others forearms in front of me and kept walking, yelling and swearing at me. I tried to confront them, but was never able...
Then there was a restaurant. I was given a table. I did not have a lot of money, and the restaurant was pricey. A waiter was there, and I asked to sample a white wine. Instead he poured me half a glass, set the bottle on the table and walked away. I saw that the bottle was two-thirds gone already. Next to me, a portly man was drinking rose. There was a commotion of some sort...
EDIT: I remember that at some point, I felt a peculiar feeling in the back of my tooth, like there was food stuck between my molars. I felt with my fingers, and after several attempts I found something and pulled. It felt like I was pulling my own tooth out - it was really uncomfortable and I could feel a building pressure in my head. But I kept pulling, and finally I pulled out a piece of string. Except I kept pulling, and more string came out. I must have pulled out four feet of white cotton string! I stared at it in my hands, confused.
I was home, and B was in the kitchen with D. Jake came charging in, and I had to grab him. D yelled at me to get the dog out of the house. Again, I felt tense and upset because it was Jake's house too.
There was a large basement, like under a church. It was TD and everyone was in a panic, packing and bustling about. I found J and asked what I needed to do. He just ignored me, and so I went walking around, observing. There were biscuits (?) everywhere. J found me all at once, and demanded to know why I wasn't working. I told him he hadn't given me anything to do, but he didn't believe me. He told me I needed to have everything checked off - off of what I don't know. There was a clock ticking above on a wall, and now there were large puppets being pushed through the space. We were walking in a large carpeted hallway, and there were special effects. A wall melted away to reveal a door; A face appeared and laughed before turning to a black pit. I was impressed with the quality of everything.
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I think that I wrote this out of order. I think it started with the convention center, went to the restaurant, then home, then to the sidewalk. I don't remember where I went after that.
I'm a little concerned about the tension in this dream. It doesn't really match where I am in life right now. Well, I know where part of the tension is coming from, but I'm not talking about it here. Perhaps this is my subconscious trying to relieve old tension. Perhaps it's because my back really hurts and there is tension there. In any event, tension dreams are dreams I could do without.
