Friday, February 17, 2012

I have to leave for work in about ten minutes, so this is going to be a short entry.

I had a dream last night that a friend of mine died.  Scene 1.  He came to visit us, or we went to visit him, not sure which.  Him coming here makes more sense because other friends were in the dream, as well as some relatives.  I don't think it was supposed to be NY though.  It was just a familiar place, or maybe even just familiar people around me.  The dream did have a kind of... road trip feel to it.  Anyway, husband and I were spending time with my friend, N&C, Dev and her family, and my Uncle N was there too.  I know I'm forgetting some people....  I'm not sure what we were doing, but we had plans for the day.  Definite plans.  The first part of the dream that I remember was standing in a parking lot talking to my friend.  We were all happy.  No idea why we were hanging out in a parking lot.  We all went somewhere.  It was very warm.  We were walking around what could have been a Barnes&Noble, or an old house.  It's possible those were two different parts of the dream.  There was a book store and there was also a small too warm house.  I was talking with N.  When we all reconvened outside by the car, my friend wasn't there.  I asked Husband where he was and was told that he had died.  In a dream like way, I was the only one upset and surprised.  It seemed that everyone has had known, which was why N was supposed to keep me distracted in B&N.

Scene 2.  We were going to court to view a hearing.  Like watching Court TV live.  Dev and her family were very into it.  Come to think of it, my mother and step father were there as well.  Instead of long benches, or pews, that people sit on in court there were a bunch of mismatched arm chairs.  Husband and I had to get up a few times because other people wanted our seats.  I'm not sure what the "hearing" was about, I'm not even sure if we stayed for it, but it had something to do with my dead friend.

Scene 3.  Husband and I were driving an old silver car.  He was driving.  We had to pull over for some reason and happened to see an orthodox man and woman running towards a hospital we had just passed.  They were carrying their little daughter horizontally and pulling her throat down a little bit.  The little girl was choking, except, I don't think there was any sound coming from her in the dream.  They were running on the side of the road where husband had just pulled over.  We were already in the bushes and they couldn't get around us.  Someone, not sure if it was husband or not slapped the little girl on the back, hard, and she stopped choking. 

At this point, I can't remember any more of the dream, but everything was very detailed.  The parking lot, the house/courthouse, the book store, the leaves on the bush.  I don't think I've ever had a dream where someone just died before.  I wonder what that was all about...

When I woke up the cat was on top of the TV, on top of the cable box, staring at me.  Yup.

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