Another Weird Dream
Just as I was thinking about the fact that I really had to get a move on on getting ready for work, they called and canceled me. Yay. Now I get to watch the Season premier of White Collar tonight.
This afternoon I had another weird dream. I dreamed I was back at the house where I grew up, in the yard, doing something or other that involved a car that was not mine parked in front of the garage. A man who liked like a cross between Sean Connery and Billy Connolly's Il Duce walked up and announced that he was mine & my sisters' "other father". He pulled out pictures of us when we were younger, but of events in which I had absolutely no memory. I never did believe him.
He asked me to drive him somewhere in particular so I did. We ended up at a one story office building. I parked the car and we went inside where the room immediately inside had desks exactly like in anther dream I had just had. There was no one around. The man led me into a room that looked just like the resident rooms of the Assisted Living place where I worked previous to where I now work. The room was cluttered with lots of things but no bed. The man sat down in a wheelchair and looked around and told me there were some kind of important documents he was trying to find. There was a tall file in which the man had me look. He found what he was looking for just as we heard movement in the outside room. I peeked out and saw a couple other men in business suits sitting down at a couple of the desks. Sean Il Duce didn't want us to be seen walking out of the room because it looked too suspicious. Then someone I know but haven't seen in a long time walked into the building. We stepped out of the room and the men looked at us suspiciously. We explained that we had been looking for someone since we walked in because the door was unlocked. Sean Il Duce then told the woman he was her father's long lost brother and needed to see him.
We walked out of the building and I told her we would follow her in my car. As we walked across the parking lot in the deep snow, I realized S did not have his wheelchair. I asked him if he wanted to go back for it. He said he would go back for it later. He explained that since he doesn't always need his wheelchair, he sometimes leaves it and goes back to get it later. I told him that that was not a good idea. What if no one saw him go in with it. Then, they would think he was stealing it. Especially if his name is not on it, which it wasn't.
Fortunately, I woke up just then.
This afternoon I had another weird dream. I dreamed I was back at the house where I grew up, in the yard, doing something or other that involved a car that was not mine parked in front of the garage. A man who liked like a cross between Sean Connery and Billy Connolly's Il Duce walked up and announced that he was mine & my sisters' "other father". He pulled out pictures of us when we were younger, but of events in which I had absolutely no memory. I never did believe him.
He asked me to drive him somewhere in particular so I did. We ended up at a one story office building. I parked the car and we went inside where the room immediately inside had desks exactly like in anther dream I had just had. There was no one around. The man led me into a room that looked just like the resident rooms of the Assisted Living place where I worked previous to where I now work. The room was cluttered with lots of things but no bed. The man sat down in a wheelchair and looked around and told me there were some kind of important documents he was trying to find. There was a tall file in which the man had me look. He found what he was looking for just as we heard movement in the outside room. I peeked out and saw a couple other men in business suits sitting down at a couple of the desks. Sean Il Duce didn't want us to be seen walking out of the room because it looked too suspicious. Then someone I know but haven't seen in a long time walked into the building. We stepped out of the room and the men looked at us suspiciously. We explained that we had been looking for someone since we walked in because the door was unlocked. Sean Il Duce then told the woman he was her father's long lost brother and needed to see him.
We walked out of the building and I told her we would follow her in my car. As we walked across the parking lot in the deep snow, I realized S did not have his wheelchair. I asked him if he wanted to go back for it. He said he would go back for it later. He explained that since he doesn't always need his wheelchair, he sometimes leaves it and goes back to get it later. I told him that that was not a good idea. What if no one saw him go in with it. Then, they would think he was stealing it. Especially if his name is not on it, which it wasn't.
Fortunately, I woke up just then.