Last night, I dreamed I was introduced to a somewhat famous man. Now, mind you…I have no clue who this man is in real life, and he may not even exist. Everywhere I went, he was there. He showed up at the grocery store in the check out aisle and paid for my groceries. I was walking home from somewhere, and it was a very long walk. He found me and offered me a ride. When I said I’d rather walk, he called someone to get his vehicle and he walked with me.
During this dream I was with several people at a gathering and a dwelling exploded. I believe it was an apartment building, because people were concerned of any possible residents still inside. People started flocking into the building to look for anyone, and luckily nobody was around. During all that commotion, this man showed up….holding a frito between his teeth. “Come on”, he said…”Share my frito with me.”
Some children told me he was famous, and I said “I don’t know about all that, but I will tell you, if you find someone who wants to share their fritos with you, that’s a true friend, the real deal. Famous or not….”
I’ve had some really intensely disturbing dreams this week. Disturbing in the fact that I can’t figure out what in the name of Pete they were all about. (Whoever Pete is.)
Last night though…that was just plain weird. I was visiting my niece, then someone found my coat at a bar, so I had to go and get it. From there I went to interview a pregnant woman who wanted to have her baby on a cruise ship.
Then I went to my parent’s old house to get my car for work. I got there, and it was 11:25 and I had to be to work by noon, but I could not find my car. In the midst of that, my mom had one of the great grandkids in the bathroom, and he pooped so bad she barfed.
I said “Just once, I’d like to be able to find the car I’m driving!” My dad asked me what was going on, and I said…”No matter what car I drive, it ends up missing, like someone moved it.” In this particular dream I was driving the Nova, which had been missing in real life since likely the 80’s. Dad said “Oh, someone finally found that? It’s got to run rough by now.” I said “Yup….I drove it here, and it’s a beast, but now I can’t find the damn thing and I have to be to work by noon.” By that time it was 11:45. So, Dad said “Well, luckily it only takes 10 minutes to walk to work from here.” Mom came outside after puking and said “Walk fast…don’t be late on your last day of work!”