Dreams: July 18
I'm with Carrie, my sister
Phoebe,
and a few others. We're frantically packing our belongings into
suitcases because we have to go somewhere really soon, and somebody's
waiting for us. I'm throwing my clothes and toiletries into my
black bag. We're in a dorm room, and the phone rings. Carrie won't
answer it, and I don't want to either.
Then I'm out in the woods where the trees are sparse. There's a
thick layer of brown & orange leaves covering the ground, and it feels
like late fall or early winter. There are two women here (as
well as Carrie, Phoebe, Mom?). One is very dressed up, wearing
a big hat and a long Victorian dress. She's in her 40s or 50s and
looks matronly. The two women inform me that I've won and been
chosen to drive them around. The dressed-up lady lives in Nevada
City, CA and needs a chauffeur. They add that I'll be paid
$2 million. At first this sounds great to me, but then I wonder
if I really want to live in Nevada City. I don't really want to
leave Ashland, so I decide to offer to just drive for a month or two
(and only get some of the money).
Now I'm just with Mom
and Phoebe. We're on a trip together, and Phoebe's acting very
angry against Mom and I. We're at the bank of a wide, shallow river.
There's a road through the woods on this side of the river, and
I realize it goes right up to where Granddaddy lives. I tell Mom
that his house is up there, which she finds interesting. She wants
to cross the river to sit on the other side of it. She runs through
the water. I follow her, and the water feels really cold, but I
continue anyway. Phoebe is behind me, sulking and complaining. I
feel like she's lumping Mom & I together, being angry at both of us.
Sure, she can be mad at Mom, but why me? I feel caught between them
in their fight, and consequently I'm losing touch with Phoebe. She
now refuses to be friends with me. When we get to the other side
of the river, Mom has spread out some food for a picnic on the bank.
NEXT,
I'm with Nooshi,
Noli and
others. We're playing with stick figures. There's a trick to
getting them in the right position to move forward in the race/journey,
over the rolling hills. "MB" is the code for it.
NEXT,
I'm at a restaurant, sitting at a table. I have a tall thick
piece of apple pie in front of me. The male on my right is eating
a big square piece of pear pie. Mom and Phoebe are on my left, and
they're splitting a potato/egg pie that has layers of scalloped
potatoes and fried eggs. I see Mom soak up the runny yellow yolk
with a round wedge of potato. I want to taste the other pies.
NEXT,
I go to The Peerless Hotel on 4th St. to see Jeanna who is
working there. The front room looks different because they've moved
the front desk to the back room. Nobody's in front, so I wander back
to the back lobby area. I see the desk there. There's also a huge
table with many, many fancy chocolate desserts (tortes, mousse,
truffles, etc.) laid out for the guests. There are many
rich-looking touristy guests here, mingling together like a cocktail
party. I see Jeanna. She has long hair, bright red
lipstick and a beautiful white dress. She's now in an important
manager position and is overseeing this dessert affair. We are
excited to see each other.
Crissy is also there. She asks me what I'm doing this summer.
I tell her I'm working at
OSF, ushering. I tell her
it's nice because I get to "watch plays and meet people from all
over the world". I feel kind of guilty for not working here at
Peerless anymore, so I then tell Crissy that I'd be happy to be a
backup worker for the hotel. In case she ever needs someone to fill
in for someone, she could call
me.
I go look at the backyard, which is now so expansive it runs into
John's
backyard. There are water fountains and pools. Some of the
pools have inflatable, dark-green plastic chairs floating in them.
There are lots of guests out here. Jeanna tells me that the guests
can choose you (if you work here -- meaning her and other Peerless
employees) to be their servant. You have to do whatever they want
you to do, and in exchange they give you big tips. I stand there
wondering what they make you do...? Does it get sexual?
FIN