Monday, March 06, 2006
Weird Dreams
I have been having weird dreams these last few nights. First, there was the dream about Steve's parents and his father. Steve's father was in a hospital getting blood from a bag over his head, in a long line of beds close together, all getting blood. But the Army was giving Steve's father the wrong thing, and he would die. Then his parents were in some kind of crash, and the Army just let them die. Very upsetting.
Then I had the dream about Hashie... we were on some weird beach or maybe river's edge with a plank going out over sand or reed and to the water. But then a wave surge came in and we were up to our knees in water. There were other people there, and there was some kind of structure overhead. I thought we would have to wait til the tide went out again to get to some kind of land. Then another huge surge was coming... like a tsunami wave, only it was dusty-looking and almost obscured the sky. But it was coming, coming. I shouted, or the other people shouted, Climb, climb. So we climbed up the wooden structure. The dusty surge came and came and finally went on through, but then there was water everywhere. Where was the dog? I was shouting, Hashie, Hashie, over and over again. No sight of him. I kept shouting. Then I saw him swimming behind some debris, but he was swimming away from me, like he was deaf, didn't hear my shouting. I went after him and was working my way along some posts set into the water, a long line of them, and then I saw him on some kind of damaged roadway, running back toward me.
Then last night I dreamt I was going to move in with Punchy, or get married to him? We would have to be sharing a house with his parents and some others of his family? I was washing dishes just to clean up the kitchen. The faucet was old and yukky and didn;t work to well. I said to Punchy that I would split the cost with his parents for a new one. Then I said, Oh, but you have problems with your well.... which was somehow connected, that you couldn't replace the faucet without redoing the well, and it would be too expensive. It wasn't clear which would be our room....maybe Tim's old room, which was set aside??? I looked at it, no furniture, or not much, and was trying to figure out how we would arrange it. Then it was like we had been sleeping, but in separate beds, two big queen ones, and it was morning, and he motioned to come over into bed with me, but to stay a little apart because maybe bad morning breath. ?? Then we were driving somewhere, and I was looking out the window and starting to cry because I missed Steve. After all, he had been my soul mate for -- even in the dream I knew this -- 35 years and of course I missed him. But I was trying to hide this from Punchy. Then we stopped and there was a girl there who said something to Punchy about his leaving her. He made some comment that he had been seeing her because she reminded him of me. I asked if they wanted to be alone to speak and went off somewhere. .... into a store, bought a banana, but it was a bookstore??? And the woman there, can't remember her name now, said she had just taken over the store. Another girl came up to me and said she knew who I was, said my name... this was supposed to be in Carp. And at some point I didn't know how Punchy made a living and that I would never travel again. Maybe I should go back to Steve?
Then I had the dream about Hashie... we were on some weird beach or maybe river's edge with a plank going out over sand or reed and to the water. But then a wave surge came in and we were up to our knees in water. There were other people there, and there was some kind of structure overhead. I thought we would have to wait til the tide went out again to get to some kind of land. Then another huge surge was coming... like a tsunami wave, only it was dusty-looking and almost obscured the sky. But it was coming, coming. I shouted, or the other people shouted, Climb, climb. So we climbed up the wooden structure. The dusty surge came and came and finally went on through, but then there was water everywhere. Where was the dog? I was shouting, Hashie, Hashie, over and over again. No sight of him. I kept shouting. Then I saw him swimming behind some debris, but he was swimming away from me, like he was deaf, didn't hear my shouting. I went after him and was working my way along some posts set into the water, a long line of them, and then I saw him on some kind of damaged roadway, running back toward me.
Then last night I dreamt I was going to move in with Punchy, or get married to him? We would have to be sharing a house with his parents and some others of his family? I was washing dishes just to clean up the kitchen. The faucet was old and yukky and didn;t work to well. I said to Punchy that I would split the cost with his parents for a new one. Then I said, Oh, but you have problems with your well.... which was somehow connected, that you couldn't replace the faucet without redoing the well, and it would be too expensive. It wasn't clear which would be our room....maybe Tim's old room, which was set aside??? I looked at it, no furniture, or not much, and was trying to figure out how we would arrange it. Then it was like we had been sleeping, but in separate beds, two big queen ones, and it was morning, and he motioned to come over into bed with me, but to stay a little apart because maybe bad morning breath. ?? Then we were driving somewhere, and I was looking out the window and starting to cry because I missed Steve. After all, he had been my soul mate for -- even in the dream I knew this -- 35 years and of course I missed him. But I was trying to hide this from Punchy. Then we stopped and there was a girl there who said something to Punchy about his leaving her. He made some comment that he had been seeing her because she reminded him of me. I asked if they wanted to be alone to speak and went off somewhere. .... into a store, bought a banana, but it was a bookstore??? And the woman there, can't remember her name now, said she had just taken over the store. Another girl came up to me and said she knew who I was, said my name... this was supposed to be in Carp. And at some point I didn't know how Punchy made a living and that I would never travel again. Maybe I should go back to Steve?
