12-10-11

I'm part of a group of people who are outdoors and hearing some sort of motivational speech. One of the attendees is the principle of the school I currently work at. There is a light layer of snow on the ground and I lay down and make a snow angle with my arms and legs. I get up and brush myself off but there is dirt residue on the sleeves of my white sweater.

Then it's time to leave and I know my car is parked near the mall but I'm confused as to which direction to go and ask a woman in the store to direct me to the direction of the mall parking lot. She points me in the opposite direction and I tell her that I'm pretty sure it was the other way. She goes with me outside and I was right. She walks with me to the parking lot.

I tell the woman "There's my car." She asks, "What kind of car is it?" I forget at first. It doesn't resemble my car at all. My car in reality is dark green and a Subaru. This one resembles a station wagon and is gold with a huge dent on the driver's side front bumper. The front part is also elevated like someone has been working on it. I tell the woman, "That's my car. It's a ...um...Subaru." I hope I can make it home OK while driving with that huge dent on the front side.

end

11-5-11

I decide to go to church for something to do and invite my friends Lucy and Sylvia. We arrive and it's like a talent show with a "woman" introducing the first act. That first act were all men in drag showing off their outfits and walking up to and around the audience. There's also another show happening in another area and most everyone, who are all in swivel chairs, turn to face the other direction.

The scene switches and now I'm back in college and going to the same school as an old friend of mine named Diane. She has a locker adjacent to mine. A man from the West Indies named Matambo is delivering laundry and putting it folded neatly into our lockers. He has also given us, in a bottom drawer of the lockers, small plastic animal figurines. "Hey, animals!" I say to Diane. "Me too" she replies.

end

10-19-11

I have big black beetles on my left upper arm. To remove them requires a vaccination and I get one.

end

10-1-11

I'm part of an entourage that is following President Obama around. He has a little boy (unlike the girls he has in reality) and we are going to a meeting. We enter an establishment that looks almost deserted with a dining area in the front and a room downstairs on the right. Being near the end of the line, we lose track of the president. His little boy runs to us and we wonder "where's the president?"

Some go ahead and announce they can't find him. Panic ensues. I look down the stairs and the lights are off in what looks like a weight room with equipment but no one in sight.

I go outside with the boy and say breathlessly that we lost track of the president. We hear a scream. We look back inside in the entrance hall and a man with brown skin who has just come out of a door is at first mistaken for Obama. He is bleeding and holding his head and chaos erupts. Someone else says "it's not him!" Then we are panicking because we fear something awful has happened to the president.

end

9-25-11

I had this dream upon awakening. I see rolling plowed fields of green grass mixed with patches of dried barren soil. People are here; farmers looking as though they are trying to decide what to do with the barren patches. I'm awed by the splendor of it all, beautiful fields of green and a light blue sky on a late summer day.

then I awaken with knee pain from the pesky arthritis I've suffered from for 3 years.

9-2-11

I'm at some place like a night club. A stage is surrounded by the audience while people on the stage or dancing provocatively. However, it's not like a traditional strip joint, but a show in which the host calls up people to dance and asks them weird questions about others in the audience. Those on the stage are in some type of invisible shield where they can "see" more than is revealed in our physical reality. First I'm on the stage and know things about everyone there even though I've never met them before. Then I'm in the audience and the host asked us a nonsense question. I don't understand it and neither does anyone else in the audience. In order not to look dumb, we are asked to display with our fingers our answers. I see people holding up two, three fingers and so forth. I hold up my index finger and half my middle finger. I do this to express I know what I need to do but dont' understand it.

Then the scene switches and I'm standing at a huge oven over a conveyor belt that is cooking long wide strips of chicken. The chicken comes out covered in barbeque sauce and placed in paper boat containers by a worker who explains to me and several other people standing around the oven that the chicken is baked and then broiled so it fits in the boats.

end

8-24-11

It's nighttime and I'm looking at the sky. I see many worlds, they are rotating. Two of them look like suns, but the middle one grows larger, as if heading toward the earth. Then it takes up most of the sky and I see it's a globe like Earth with boundary lines showing the individual states in America and the territories in Canada and the countries in Africa. I'm perplexed because I know I'm still on Earth so why does this planet show the same boundary lines as the Earth?

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8-14-11

The setting is a big, old wooden house. I'm standing on a staircase where I can see above. Walking above are two or three people and one of them is Tom Cruise. He's not wearing any pants and I see his penis and find it odd that he's walking around like that and wonder if he's even aware of it.

Then I'm taking care of a girl with a severe learning disability. I'm sharing this responsibility with another woman and we take turns while one goes out to do a part-time job or shopping. At one point, the girl's father comes in and is upset that the girl isn't learning enough. We show him pads with the letters of the alphabet on them and she is to put them in order. She hasn't done this yet and he accuses us of not spending enough time on her to help. I think he's right and try to convince him that the tasks are difficult for her instead.

end

8-8-11

In one scene, a man manages to dive into a wall and go through it. I wished I had the faith to do that. Apparently, you have to have no doubts that it can work before it's successful. The setting is a small room with furnishings.

Then I'm at some graduation ceremony in a big gymnasium, but am not sure who is graduating. Is it me?

7-23-11

I'm in a kitchen of a house that reminds me of the one I grew up in. It's nighttime and two strange men are in here and one is talking on a land phone with a long cord and the other one is sitting in a chair across from him. They are both by the door when I ask them what they are doing here. The one with the phone says "We came in to use the phone." I sense ill intentions of these two and I ask them to leave. They ignore me and I say it louder, "Please leave." The one on the chair grins and the other one continues to talk on the phone. I yell "Get to fuck out of here now!"

After several seconds, the one on the chair flips it over and heads for the door and the other one walks out with the phone.

end

7-20-11

I'm with another woman and we are in a strange house. The reason for our being here isn't clear, but there is a presence, an entity who may or may not be friendly. A man is here in the house and opening doors and pointing inside the rooms. Is this presence in there? This goes on for a while.

The scene switches and I'm to work with kids in a math lab. But first, I need to find out what room we are going to be in. I'm in a building with a long corridor, rather dark with dark carpeting. The floor is slanted and I walk downward to the office. I hear a student say "I think we go down the basement." I ask the receptionist, "Can I have my school schedule for the year?" A man is there and smiles and hands me a large poster sized calender, like the kind you'd hang up on the wall which depicts one month. I fold it up the best I can to carry with me.

The I'm at an outdoor pool that rests in a shady area. I am getting out of a contraption that must have brought me here. The seats are a bright blue. I get out and fold it up like a lawn chair and reach for my school bag that contains the school calender that is folded inside the chair/car thing.

end

7-18-11

It's the last day of school. I'm back in community college and the professor has assigned for the class to take a booklet, a short story, and make another booklet out of it, something illustrated and different.

I made headlines for each page with a story sum, but the booklet I have has many pages in back full of math equations and geometric shapes. I have no room and have run out of ideas. Someone suggests putting some math equations into my story and I protest "I dont' understand this, I don't remember how to do any of this!"

I ask the teacher, who was also the instructor I had when I actually went to college, if I can have a continuance on this to finish it. If not, can I pass it in as is.

She replies "If you pass it in now, you will get an Incomplete."

I sigh in frustration before waking up.

7-18-11

It's the last day of school. I'm back in community college and the professor has assigned for the class to take a booklet, a short story, and make another booklet out of it, something illustrated and different.

I made headlines for each page with a story sum, but the booklet I have has many pages in back full of math equations and geometric shapes. I have no room and have run out of ideas. Someone suggests putting some math equations into my story and I protest "I dont' understand this, I don't remember how to do any of this!"

I ask the teacher, who was also the instructor I had when I actually went to college, if I can have a continuance on this to finish it. If not, can I pass it in as is.

She replies "If you pass it in now, you will get an Incomplete."

I sigh in frustration before waking up.

7-4-11

I'm in a school setting in a classroom. What I suppose I am to be doing is helping other students with their math assignments. I look around the room and kids are working quietly and try to remember why I'm here.

I approach a female student and ask her "Can you tell me what today's date is?" She replies "It's February 5, 2002." I'm perplexed by this and think I may have gone back in time. I sit back down and for some reason, I'm filling my mouth with lettuce and thinking that if this isn't really happening, then I must get back to wherever it is I"m supposed to be. But I fall short of recognizing it as a dream.

Then I enter another classroom. Again, the students are working on something while a male teacher sits at his desk. He's probably in his late 30's or early 40's with dark hair and wearing glasses. I ask him "Can you tell me today's date." He mumbles something and the year 2005.

Now I'm really confused and think I made a mistake in coming here.

I wake up at this point but I don't recognize it as a dream until I wake up.

6-24-11

I'm at some kind of family gathering, although it's no one I'm related to. It's a small, enclosed atmosphere with people putting tables together and finding a place to sit for the dinner.

At one point I befriend some young men who take an interest in me and I in them. We discuss paintings and other topics, although now I dont recall exactly what was said or the words.

Later, one of the young men (in his 20's) says he wants to be more than friends and presents me with gifts. I unwrap the first one and it's paints. I'm thrilled and impressed with the price he must have paid for them and say "Oh Jim, what can I say?!" I try to kiss him on the lips but he turns his head and gets a peck on the cheek.

Then something weird happens. I see a news item that rather gossipy in nature talking about some man that was outed as homosexual in a magazine called "OUT." I connect this to "Jim."

I wake up realizing that my "dream man" is gay.