A Dream Worth Pondering

I really should have recorded this the day of the morning I had it, for specificity's sake. I need to figure out interpreting this. Still thinking about it.

Starting out, I was living in this apartment in a building that otherwise only had occupation by office and retail space. Maybe I had no curtains or blinds. Some of my windows looked out into offices and stores. It was strange. I had a baby in the apartment with me. The baby never made a sound, although it was alive. I went out to get something for just a moment. Shortly after I returned, Ingrid arrived. Apparently, she was the person who had given me the baby. I asked her why the baby was so quiet all of the time. Suddenly, I realized I could not find the baby! She had disappeared. Worse, I realized I didn't know why I had left her all alone in the apartment when I had gone out to the store! I felt really terrible about that and Ingrid was of course looking at me as though I should feel really terrible and what kind of nurturing woman was I?

So, I had to move. I was tired of my windows, feeling like someone must have been looking in and took the baby. It wasn't like Child Protective Services had come in. No police entered into the dream. I just had to go. I moved into this HUGE place where the main room was expansive and then there were many compartmentalized rooms mostly made from accordion-like walls that could be opened up. However, some rooms had regular walls. Ingrid was there for a moment and remarked she wondered how I could afford such a place. I sort of wondered why I needed a place so large. But then people started coming over, filling up the space. Just about the entire Buchanan family from OLTL was there and eventually, we were having a musical jam session. My guitar strings became loosened and they were inadvertently attached to something else. Despite my guitar problems, we were having a fun time and the music was decent. Tonja Walker and Thom Christopher walked in and disappeared. We looked all throughout the place and couldn't find them. Then, Vicki said they must be in the secret room. Well, leave it to Vicki to know about secret rooms. We found so many secret rooms, but we never found Tonja and Thom.

My husband showed up and he also wondered how I was able to get such a huge place and wanted to know why.

Next thing I know, I'm sitting next to Mr Prince of the Ghetto in a car and he was talking about my husband and other guys, saying I always come back to him but why do I always go running away to go and end up with other guys. My revelation: I told him I have never stopped loving him, however HE is the one who is always so busy with other things and has so many women out there with kids of his and I am overwhelmed by all of his other associations. I tell him last time I gave up on him it was because he had moved in with some other woman that his mother told me about and why was I supposed to wait around, so of course I finally found someone to marry.

Then I woke up.

Most Funniest Disturbing Nightmare This Week (thus far)

The Artesia Freeway began where the boulevard begins at Aviation. I only wanted to go as far as Vail, but the exit was in the left lane and I totally missed it. The freeway was built double-decker and I ended up on top. A young man who knew my Prince of The Ghetto was riding with me. Apparently he had something to do with the music industry. He wanted to hear me sing and all I could do was sing, "Row Your Boat"! Very annoyed with myself for blowing that chance and never singing anything else, aside from the fact that I drove all the way to the Long Beach Freeway because traffic (and my car also) was moving too fast.

Dreaming of Minneapolis

Dreams of moving to Minneapolis: In all of the time I have been contemplating this move, I really only remember parts of just 4 dreams that I've had about the subject. Sometimes I worry because Husband has not been in any of these dreams. I pray this lack of him in my Minneapolis dreams does not mean he will not make it there with me. Best friend had a dream of us both coming into town and arriving at her house in a cab laden with trunks and suitcases, arriving in a loud argument. (that sounds so natural, it could happen).

In the 1st dream that I recall, Best Friend, her daughter and I were all walking in a river. There were many people walking in the river. Most of us had suitcases we were carrying and there were trunks being pushed in the water by various people as we waded through the water. I thought I had lost all of my things, but they all made it safely. We made it safely. There was a lady who said she goes through this thing every year. We went to a hairdresser. Best friend's daughter had long hair. They tried to put chemicals in our hair and we both said "No way!" We went to my empty new apartment and there was this nice little room that Best Friend's daughter commented about, saying "This will make a very nice sitting room."

In another dream, I am walking in the middle of a city, carrying a suitcase. I look across the street and I see my cat with a backpack! It was the cutest sight, but I was tremendously happy to see her. She came to me and we went inside what looked like an ugly building from the outside. Inside, it was a lovely apartment complex with 3 pools and other smaller ponds or wading pools. My apartment was nice and it looked like we had a pool in our own little patio area.

Another dream is very faint in my memory. I just remember Best Friend's Daughter was the hero and she saved my day.

The 4th dream I just had this last morning. I was supposed to be working at a temp job. Instead, I ended up playing hookey with the temp agency because Prince was there at my job and he wanted me to help him out in the studio. Of course, considering my ambitions are more musical than clerical, I did not refuse.