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Red Shirt Dream
12 Feb 2023 00:16I woke from a dream in the middle of last night...and it struck me enough that I rolled over and grabbed the phone to record what it had been about.
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We were eating at a very large table at a restaurant in a local area of town. There were lots of people and lots of family, including my Dad (who passed away last year).
A local friend was there as well, and both she and I had taken our shoes off and were eating and walking around in stocking feet.
There was a waiter in a red shirt -- someone I always thought was cute. (This is a real guy that I remember from years and years ago). In the dream he remembered my name, and when I saw him, I gave him a peck on the lips which surprised him.
As we were finishing up the meal, I got called to the front of the restaurant by a worker to talk about my credit card. Only when I got there, it wasn't really about the credit card. She was pointing to a word on the paper, nodding and saying "You know how it is". In my voice recording, I couldn't quite remember what word she was pointing to. I said it was something like "international". but that wasn't exactly the right word.
As for the real life red shirted waiter, although he was cute, I never dated or even hung out with him. I remember that he had bad breath, which is a turn off for me. And even in the dream, he had bad breath, lol.
When I got back to the table, I put my shoes back on, and I was talking to Dad, asking "Are we all done?". And he was like yea, so we were moving the tables all back into position.
Next, I was in my early childhood home but I was an adult. This was a very small house -- 4 rooms, and I was lying on a chair or couch next to a door to the outside. This old house had a very steep drop off on one side of the house, and the door that led out there had no porch or landing. So that door never got used and was kept locked.
As I was lying there, someone in a red shirt tried to force their way in. I had to push back and force the door closed.
Next scene is later that night, when I'm in a bedroom, lying there worrying that the red shirted guy was going to come back with a gun.
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And that's it. That the end of a weird little dream. I found it odd that a guy I knew from 20+ years ago made an appearance, although they say that your brain can't make up new faces so every face you see in a dream is someone you have actually seen.
Also odd that a local friend was there, and that we were in stocking feet, lol.
And odd to be back in the childhood house.
***
We were eating at a very large table at a restaurant in a local area of town. There were lots of people and lots of family, including my Dad (who passed away last year).
A local friend was there as well, and both she and I had taken our shoes off and were eating and walking around in stocking feet.
There was a waiter in a red shirt -- someone I always thought was cute. (This is a real guy that I remember from years and years ago). In the dream he remembered my name, and when I saw him, I gave him a peck on the lips which surprised him.
As we were finishing up the meal, I got called to the front of the restaurant by a worker to talk about my credit card. Only when I got there, it wasn't really about the credit card. She was pointing to a word on the paper, nodding and saying "You know how it is". In my voice recording, I couldn't quite remember what word she was pointing to. I said it was something like "international". but that wasn't exactly the right word.
As for the real life red shirted waiter, although he was cute, I never dated or even hung out with him. I remember that he had bad breath, which is a turn off for me. And even in the dream, he had bad breath, lol.
When I got back to the table, I put my shoes back on, and I was talking to Dad, asking "Are we all done?". And he was like yea, so we were moving the tables all back into position.
Next, I was in my early childhood home but I was an adult. This was a very small house -- 4 rooms, and I was lying on a chair or couch next to a door to the outside. This old house had a very steep drop off on one side of the house, and the door that led out there had no porch or landing. So that door never got used and was kept locked.
As I was lying there, someone in a red shirt tried to force their way in. I had to push back and force the door closed.
Next scene is later that night, when I'm in a bedroom, lying there worrying that the red shirted guy was going to come back with a gun.
***
And that's it. That the end of a weird little dream. I found it odd that a guy I knew from 20+ years ago made an appearance, although they say that your brain can't make up new faces so every face you see in a dream is someone you have actually seen.
Also odd that a local friend was there, and that we were in stocking feet, lol.
And odd to be back in the childhood house.