lastnite: a dream journal

An Avon conference in Bolivia

On TV, Barb and I watched a semi slam into a parked car while the man was sitting in his parked car. They then showed a map of where the accident was, so Barb and I went there. Once we got there, we found out Caryn was hosting a murder-mystery party. There were a bunch of weird people there, like the woman who kept repeating "My husband's at an Avon conference in Bolivia." Another girl laid on a couch and kept chanting "Brian, come here." There was an African-American homeless man wearing an apron. Another girl said, "He was homeless, but they gave him an apron. I'm going there." We all were invited to the murder-mystery game, so we were taken to a rental house. There I went into the closet to hide. Some guys were escaping through the bathroom window. One of them turned to me and said, "There's no screen; it's okay."