Understand My Dreams

Dreams dinner

I dreamed that I was inside a library or some kind of public building where they had forgotten to take down the Christmas decorations and that had a major malfunction and all the maintenance peeps were running around dismantling things and trying to fix the problem. It was hot in there and there was an auditorium and I was under the stage looking out and I thought "They shoulda made this bigger for traveling shows." And then all of the sudden I found myself at an outdoor Indian history experience. It was real hilly and muddy and you could walk along a trail and read interpretative displays about Native American live. And my old boss from the AJC was there (I'm pretty sure) and she was going to take us all out to eat a Mexican dinner. But we had to wait for them to fix the problem. So I waited and walked around reading the history displays and before I knew it the others had left and I was there by myself. I asked "what about lunch?" And somebody said, "We couldn't find you so they left and nobody was hungry anyways." But I was still hungry and it made me kinda mad and my feelings were hurt. I walked out to the parking area which was a big muddy hill and there were only two cars left and I didn't recognize mine, but there was one parked way over by the Dairy Queen that could have been mine. I wasn't sure but drove away in it anyways

I dreamed that I was standing in the kitchen with my family and my Aunt walking around, making dinner I think. My dad walked in with the coffin of his older sister, my aunt, and laid it on the blue stool next to the kitchen table. He also brought in the coffins of his mother and father, my grandmother and grandfather. I look in the coffin of my aunt, and saw that her skull and most of her bones were bleach white, except for her pelvic area. Her body was still decomposing and her thigh muscles were red and still attached. There were black spiders crawling all over her inside the coffin. My dad said we were doing a "coffin change" or something like that, and moved his mother and father's body into the same coffin as my aunt. My grandmother and grandfather's bones were yellowing, obviously older, but still decomposing. My aunt said that it was time to put on the music; my grandmother played the piano, so she got out a CD of her playing and put it in the CD player we have in our kitchen. I stood in horrified silence staring at the bodies while everyone else made dinner. My Aunt sat in a green chair we got rid of long ago, from our old house.

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