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Dreams 9.12-9.13.17

Most everything is lost about this dream. I'll reblog and add details if I remember.

Turned out my dad isn't actually dead. He'd been hiding rather successfully out on the west coast for the last five years. He showed up one day at the house I grew up in and my mom was taking care of him. I asked if I could go see him, but she said that he worked long hours and when he was home he mostly just cried. He didn't want to be seen that way. I was disappointed but I understood.

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Dreams night of 9.6-9.7.17

The baler was a cauldron

The steel hung advertisements for motor homes in the plastic slips which hold up the signs

Members lined up as we scraped and hauled out the already crushed cardboard to serve them with

Somehow I am unable to find my footholds as I reach in for the black boxes

A short table on the concrete floor housed stacks of freshly printed signs and the plastic which covered them, but they have yet to be merged as one

As I tried to make light of the situation and show my kind retail face to the members, shannah sat behind the table and pointed out that the toilet paper was infested with fruit flies

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All three of us were parked on the lawn

My sister grabbed my keys off her kitchen counter for me and asked me to be quick to meet her

I wondered when I started driving a rusty old SUV and why the inside seemed a mystery and why it reminded me both of devan and greg

Giles appeared on the road, and I cursed that the beloved cat had escaped yet again

I tried to swerve to avoid him, but he ran in front of me on the road

I couldn't stop

Only hope that I hadn't hit him

I suddenly realize I'm not in control of the car at all and I'm driving into a narrow back road over gravel and lush greenery edged with chain link fences

I find a way back to the main road and I keep trying to turn around but the car keeps turning me back

I'm suddenly on a scooter

I manage to turn around but I have to cut in front of a blue car turning right toward me

Suddenly she's not in a car anymore and I'm not on a scooter and I apologize as I start hauling my flatbed of cardboard towards the back only to find that the baler is a cauldron

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The clear tote was full of small carcasses and daffodils

I needed to find a place secluded enough that I could pull the checks out of the carcass-wallets to find out if I had enough money

I had already gone through the other, less insulting totes in the backyard of the neighbors who were obsessed with fish

The yard was a hot spring in the middle of winter with railings and stairs to guide you

Nick had guarded me as I opened those totes, but not this last one

I was carrying the tote, trying to be discreet and quick

A stranger stopped to ask me a question so I covered the lid with a white cloth so only the daffodils showed

I hope he didn't notice the pool of blood at the bottom

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I am hiding in a nook in Adams house

He leads his friends into a room with smiles and laughter then suddenly his face changes and he shuts them quietly in the room without entering

He goes upstairs and tries to trick Chris into buying a large leather chair as part of his cover so that he can escape

I become very concerned because it is not at all like Adam to run from a confrontation or problem

He has such a dark energy about him it chills me

I want to chase after him to save him but I'm still carrying the tote full of carcasses and daffodils and I still need to find a secluded place to open it

I emerge from the nook and cross the busy intersection

Eric runs in front of me and trips a dwarf man in the street

I run after him up brick stairway labyrinths until he shows me a nice secluded room to open my tote

I take off my shoes only to discover he had hidden a rat inside the left shoe, and the rat had plunged a black needle into the sole

I try to gently tug it out but I begin bleeding profusely and the blood drips up my leg

I try to wipe it off but it is thick like wax

I remember briefly an earlier point in the dream wherein I was rubbing my menstrual blood into the carpet using my old torn black denim

The blood comes off and the bleeding stops

I angrily face Eric to demand his reasoning behind putting a rat in my shoe

He says it's a prank and laughs heartily

I am angry but I need to focus on opening my tote

Inside there is a dead fish with a slit in its head where the brain was stabbed

I use that slit to peel it open

The check inside is for $17

I think to myself that it is less than what I want to give my sister

Inside of the crab is a check for $12.96 and I decide this is the check that I will give to my sister

Inside of the mammal is a check for $46 dollars and I decide this is the check I will keep for myself

My sister arrives and ---lost--- something about arranging cars---lost--- snow and road conditions---lost--- how do I drive this huge rusty monster of a car---lost----

Finally we decide on a plan

My sister grabs my car keys from her kitchen counter and tells me to hurry