A long-ass dream!
Ok, this dream went on forever so I will try my best to remember it in order. I don\'t know when it started but I guess I was in my house - a new house. I needed to use the bathroom. For some reason the toilet was in the kitchen. I looked around and did not see anyone so I used it. Just as I was finishing my mom and sister came out and were like - wow that\'s weird that your toiilet is in the kitchen (i can\'t beleive this didn\'t make me lucid!) As I was getting up to pull up my shorts they got stuck, it was like My butt was too big to pull them around. I also remmeber it was morning. Then my aunt and cousins came out from their rooms. My cousing asked where\'s the bathroom? I just stood there in front of the toilet (almost hiding it behind me) embarrased as hell, I had a long t-shirt covering me but I was embarrased about having a toilet in the kitchen, being on it, and still not being able to pull up my shorts. I wasn\'t really embarrased in front of just my mom and sis but I sure was once the whole family was out.
Then the dream kind of changed and I was going to some sort of doctor\'s appmt. It was an OB/GYN and pediatrician\'s office. The examination rooms where open in the middle of a large room right next to the waiting room. while I was waiting for my appmt it was as if the whole staff was really busy in the back rooms, there was no one around. no staff that I could fins. On one of the examination tables there was a little boy - a bit older than my son, but he reminded me of him. He was laying on the table all alone and he looked tired. His btt was close to the end of the table and he looked like he was going to fall off. I went over tot he boy and scooted him back onto the middle of the table. Oh, and my mom was with me. Me and my mother just kinda felt like we should stay w/him until the Dr. got back - he was just al little boy and he was all alone. When the Dr. came he was upset with me. I just explained I was waiting with the boy and I politely stepped aside and went back to the waiting area. Later, the Dr. came over to me and started yelling about how I was inappropriate and wrong to have done that. It became a huge scene in the Dr office. I started yelling back about how no one was doing thier job to help people. I pointed out that this sick baby almost fell of the examination table. I pointed out all the staff members (of course they were all here now) who were not there and left this boy alone. Even the secratary was no where to be seen! I remember pointing my finger at her and she shot me an evil look back. They all loked at me with accusing eyes and made me feel as if I had done something wrong. "I don\'t have to take this!" i yelled back "you people are supposed to work for me and if no one here wasnts to be helpful I\'ll find somewhere better to go. I stormed out all pissy. I remember I was upset that my mother acted like I was over-reacting. I guess I shoulda let them yell at me for trying to help?
I went home, the site of my previous humiliation, when a girl (I think she was my friend) came running in with a letter for me. It was my insurance co. they wanted to know why I had rejected that Dr\'s office. Apparently I had to explain myself to them too. Then it switched to later on in the night and I was at some sorta Party at a friend\'s house. We were all playing this game where we had to guess people\'s assumed identity. Like we would ask questions like "where you ever arrested?" and they would answer. The main guy that was trying to figure out was playing the role of some old school gangster. At the end of the night they let out the paper that had everyone\'s identity written down. I was surprised to find that the women at the party were also assuming identities and i didn\'t even know, I thought it was just the guys. I felt pretty lame at that point. Then I realzed that everyone there had been assigned a role except me. I felt really left out - and stupid - again for not knowing what every other person at the party did.
This is when we were leaving the party. For some reason we were walking upstairs to leave instaed of down. I remember I was trailing behind cause of an old friend I wanted to talk to. Everyone was going up the flights of stairs just fine, but I was getting tired - how many flights of stairs do I have to clinmb anyway? I actually asked myself why we were walking up to get out of the building but I didn\'t get lucid. Instead my mind told me that at the top floor we took a slide down - and I thought this made perfect sense! When we finally did get downstairs I was talking to an old friend of mine that was graduating college and going to a prestigious school like DUKE for her masters. I walked up and offered my congratulations. I knew she would be having a prty before she left. I busted out a question like when and where before I realized I had just kinda invited myself. She kinda smiled and avoided the question. she got in the car and drove off without answering as if she didn\'t want me there.
This is all that I remember. As I type it I realize what it all means.
- I think the toilet thing is me being embarrased that my house is not clean enough, especially the kitchen
- The doctor\'s office is about when I had to take my son to the emergency room the other night - he was wheezing and couldn\'t catch his breath. I was mad at how unconcerned the staff was and how long it took for us to see a Dr. The little boy alone represents my fear that Dylan may one day have an wheezing attack without me there.
- the part about he "identites" at the party confused me. I will probably post about this.
- I think the last part is me being envious/intimidated by my friend\'s success. In high school we both took honers classes and both seemed pretty smart. The truth is she has alot more drive than me and is alot more responsible. She has become very successful, while i am proud of her i do kinda wonder why I can\'t get a decent job myself.
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