lastnite: a dream journal

The demolition room / Mideast peace treaty

There were a bunch of weird ones last night. In one scene, I dreamed I had nails in my legs. They were one-inch long acupuncture-type pins.

I was also living in a historic place. Howard had printed up postcards of it for the historical society. I woke up one morning and Barbara A. was leading a tour through our house. Dad was sitting in his chair staring at a wood stove instead of the TV. I went through the postcards and discovered that my room used to be "the demolition room."

I don't think it was officially a high school reunion, but Jon, Priya, and a bunch of other people were there. Jon said, "I just thought we all should be together when they announced the Mideast peace treaty. It's a historic time, you know." I just couldn't understand why it was so important that we be together.

There was something about small children in a bank.

There was also something about a naval espionage scene. I was wandering around a giant boat with a flashlight, trying to get somewhere before the bomb went off. The bomb was located in a locked room, and I couldn't find the keys (which were located on my keyring) because someone had borrowed them.