lastnite: a dream journal

Abandoned on a porch

Barb and Bill left me stranded on a porch. It was a screened-in porch, and I couldn't move. I was flat on the floor. Earlier, Barb and I had been in Wal-Mart. I can't remember anything else, and it's frustrating. At 5 this morning, I woke up and thought, "Boy, I really need to remember that dream. How can I forget it?" But, by 8 am, the dream was forever hidden in a veil of frantic sleep.

I was in a Taco Grande or something, and I ran into an old friend, Toni. She did the whole European two-cheek kiss thing, and had me do that to her new female friend too. I did the "Any friend of yours is a friend of mine" thing and felt so incredibly fake.

I was in the basement of the Center, and I was cleaning out the book display. We had multiple copies of odd books, like Island of the Blue Dolphins and other Scott O'Dell books. I got rid of the duplicates, wondering why these were even at work. Stephanie was throwing away old copies. Caryn asked me for web reports for each of the department heads.