I dreamt about Mr 11 resurfacing... strange to me how strong his presence was in my dream... I can't recall having dreamt about him (not that I didn't want to) while we were heavily engaged. The void his absence has left has just been much more apparent this week for some reason.
Getting home from work... I pulled into the driveway of my childhood home and there was a big awkward sign sitting on top of the other car parked in the driveway... said something along the lines of wanting to talk and that the wife knew now. I was massively hesitant... I walked across the street to grab a pizza for the girls for dinner... he was sitting on a bench with his wife and a child between columns ... it reminded me of the library in Modesto... he didn't see me.. and I was glad.. I didn't want him to... I wasn't ready for this confrontation.
I left and went back home... there was a ring on the doorbell while I was in the bath... I pulled myself together and it was someone who had been annoying me and wasn't getting the hint I wasn't interested... clueless even though I had been direct and then when that didn't work chose the ignore path.. I walked him to his car and sent him on his way.
My old boss showed up and all of a sudden I was meeting him in an atrium he was standing next to some chairs that sat against a huge window... and he was showing me the ENORMOUS hawks that were flying up to the window... they looked like something out of a Jim Henson movie with how exaggerated their faces were - I was reaching into my pocket to retrieve my phone to take a picture. I was being recruited - but can't remember what I decided or how that part of the dream even concluded... all I could think about was Mr 11.
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