House of Leaves Nightmare - August 31, 2009
Sleepy Keyye has no defenses - August 22, 2009
With Love from Russia - August 08, 2009
Glyphs and Zombies - September 28, 2006
Beetle of the Apocalypse - January 1, 2004
Dream Fragments
August 22, 2009 - Sleepy Keyye has no defenses
Dream:I was over Ashley and Bill's house, hanging out, and Ashley, Shawn, and Ryn drift out of the room. Bill approaches me me and tells me that it would be best if I left. I am kinda hurt by his rudeness, but I start gathering up my stuff, and I wander around their place looking for my deodorant stick. Bill suggests that they will get it to me later.
While I'm still searching, his other guests arrive: Cori, Alli, and Chelsea, who come in, barely talk to me, and sit at the dining room table waiting for me to leave so they can game. I am very hurt now at being snubbed, by my childhood friends, who I haven't been able to hang out with lately. I start ranting at Bill, ineffectually and lamely. He ignores me, which drives me further up a wall. Ash steps in, and without saying a word, herds me out the door. Her eyes say: "Because we're friends, I'm holding back, but otherwise I'd kick your ass." I leave fuming, angry, and hurt. I cry as the door closes behind me.
I park my car and start walking down a street in a city. People are gathering outside led by a community leader in blue bulletproof vest. They are tired of all the crime and murder in the city and are going door to door to flush out all the criminals on the loose. An old guy police officer is walking the same direction I am, so he kindly escorts me and we chat as we walk. We arrive at a mall/big retail place, where we part ways. I am left on an escalator heading down, worried about walking those many city blocks back to my car alone. Why did I park so far away?
I have a large, old house that I'm renting/sharing with Gabby, a coworker from one of my summer jobs, and her husband and his young daughter. Police may/not be there looking for her husband, but Gabby hides him well. We look in her bedroom and find two beds: a queen and a twin covered in green xmas-y sheets, done up perfectly. The walls have nice wainscoting, but the wallpaper is peeling. No hubby or daughter to be seen (daughter is rarely there, usually at her mother's).
Outside, the backyard is huge and a lot of dirt has been moved around. Gabby has built a fire pit and I help her move copper sculpture with a sun motif over to it. There is also a dirt pit that has been turned into a pool with a slide. Some of her family (and husband?) are playing and laughing in the pool.
Analysis:
[Part 1:] Earlier I passed out at Ash and Bill's apartment and the whole gang was trying to wake me (it was 3 am) to get me to go home. Justin was poking me, calling me names to get me angry ("anger will wake her up"), threatening to leave me behind (now there's a bad issue for my subconscious to wrangle with). Others are laughing and making fun of "Sleepy Keyye". "Sleepy Keyye" was tired, hurt, and confused. If I was awake, none of this would have been an issue. "Wakey Keyye" would have understood that it was all in good fun, and they wanted her to go home and get good sleep, and that if Justin left, someone else would have given her a ride. But my subconscious doesn't have the logic to protect itself, so I left hurt, angry, and frustrated that I was unable to speak.
[Part 2:] A co-worker who lives in the City had her car window smashed in again, stealing nothing of value again, but the repairs will cost $400+. Crime is on the rise and shootings are now happening even in the perceived "safe zones", which have lots of retail and touristy places.
[Part 3:] This house is not my house or yard, although I have admired the copper sun motif yard sculptures before. I also wish I had a pool. Her hubby being on the run (she's engaged IRL, but I've never met him) may relate to the earlier dream. The peeling wallpaper reminded me of unfinished projects I have in my own house.
