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My family and I were vacationing in Hawaii and staying with friends of the family who I didn't recognize. They were two brothers and one was named Burt. The house had no windows (I remember it being unusually dark as well), ugly brown shag carpet and wood panel walls. It seemed more like a basement but I never left the house so I couldn't tell. As you entered the house you had the living room, straight ahead was a bedroom the far right corner had a hallway, the bathroom and another bedroom. I don't recall seeing a Kitchen.

For some reason I spent a lot of time alone in the house while my family would come and go. At one point everyone was back at the house eating dinner and I was angry about something and began arguing with everyone. I stormed off into the bedroom connected to the living room. Burt came after me and at first he was angry at me and threw a glass bowl he was holding at the ground. I remember it smashed and something sticky splashed on me. At first I thought he was going to hit me but instead he grabs me and we kiss. I felt a very strong connection to him at that moment, almost like I was in love with him.

A moment later we break apart and two adults (who I believe were suppose to be his parents) came in and told us we couldn't do this here, which I thought was weird because we were both grown adults, they also told me I had to leave. So I was getting ready to leave when someone told me I couldn't leave unless I got an item from each member of my family that was important to them. I remember collecting something from 3 of them. My sister was kneeling over a chest taking things out of it, she looked like she did as a child (maybe 12). I told her about my problem and she seemed reluctant to give me anything. After fiddling with a box in her hand she opens it up and spills the contents of it onto the floor. Taking an eraser from the pile she hands it to me. Next I somehow end up on a hot air balloon with my brother. I remember watching a beautiful sunset and telling my brother about my problem. He seemed very concerned and hands me a balloon he was holding. For some reason it felt like he was handed me something he cherished greatly and I felt touched by the gesture.

After that I remember being back in the house. My father is lying on a fold out couch in the living room. I tell him about my problem and he kind of laughs it off. After a moment he hands me something (I don't believe it was anything that exists in the real world). He says he got a new one so I can have it. As I turn around Burt passes me to leave, I remember his facial features changed drastically as I watched and I didn't seem to be bothered by it at the time.

After that I remember I was packed and ready to leave. I was standing alone in the living room when the door opens and everyone rushes in carrying two men. One I didn't recognize but the other is Burt. Neither of them are moving and they start trying to resuscitate the one I didn't recognize. I remember standing over them anxious to know what happened but all I remember is someone saying that he hasn't been breathing for 30 minutes and their was nothing they could do, but they keep trying to help him anyway. I look over at Burt whose face changed again and now is wearing glasses. He opens his eyes and smiles at me. I have this feeling that he is dying and start to cry begging for someone to help him because I love him.

Everyone ignores me and a moment later I wake up.

My Interpretation

I remember someone mentioning that seeing someone change faces could mean that you feel like someone in your life is being two faced. I didn't recognize nor do I know anyone named Burt, but I read that you shouldn't focus on what the person looks like but rather how they make you feel. The feeling I got when I was around him reminding me of my boyfriend so it may be that Burt was suppose to be my boyfriend and maybe I feel he is not being completely honest with me. I don't believe this is true, but maybe I am not seeing things as they really are.

Seeing my sister as a child could mean that I have some childhood regrets on my mind, or perhaps I wish to return to a time with no responsibility. It could also mean that I see my sister as immature and needing to grow up. This I am really not sure of.

The balloon(s) I believe have some significants. I know a balloon can symbolize a feeling of things spiraling out of control, but it can also signify a goal I am trying to reach. On top of that a hot air balloon can suggest that it is time I overcome some depression or obstacle in my life. Though I feel like the lighthearted atmosphere and the gift from my brother might give it a different meaning, but I can't imagine what.

I don't know what the ending might mean, if anything. Maybe someone can give me some insight?