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1 August 1998
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rabbit, rabbit.
just before i woke up this morning, i dreamt that i was leaving for an evening class from my home in sharon, and my mom and another woman, who was apparently my wife, were sitting in the driveway talking. i got in the van and started driving in the direction of town, and about half way there realized i wasn't wearing shoes when my toe got pinched quite painfully behind the brake pedal. as is often the case when i'm driving cars in my dreams, things don't really work all that well, and i couldn't get it to slow down enough for me to pull over and turn around. as i approached town, i found out it had been done up like a miniature las vegas. i eventually was able to turn around and drive back home.
when i got there, there was some sort of news about how my step-father had died, and how it was kinda ironic that it had happened in the same way that my own father had died (car accident? gunshot?), and i went inside thinking about this, and it seemed as if i was trying to reconcile two different time streams, one in which my father had been dead for a few years, and the other in which i had just spoken to him on the phone days previously. (i've had similar dreams before, and it's a relief to wake up and realize that someone you love is not dead, although the reverse can be true too.)
inside, i was looking through a pile of papers, i'm not sure what for, and there were some drawings i had done, and some graph paper, and a couple of photographs, i think they were of this woman i was married to, taken before we were married, and they brought back a whole wealth of feelings. i think my dreams last night covered my whole relationship with this woman, in snippets, from meeting her to being married. a few scenes stand out to me now, the first we are just casual acquaintances, if that, and for some reason that was not entirely clear to me in the dream (and maybe not to her either), she hugged me. and there was this electricity there. and later, we were dating, although i don't remember any specifics, and then the scene in the driveway.
just before i woke up this morning, i dreamt that i was leaving for an evening class from my home in sharon, and my mom and another woman, who was apparently my wife, were sitting in the driveway talking. i got in the van and started driving in the direction of town, and about half way there realized i wasn't wearing shoes when my toe got pinched quite painfully behind the brake pedal. as is often the case when i'm driving cars in my dreams, things don't really work all that well, and i couldn't get it to slow down enough for me to pull over and turn around. as i approached town, i found out it had been done up like a miniature las vegas. i eventually was able to turn around and drive back home.
when i got there, there was some sort of news about how my step-father had died, and how it was kinda ironic that it had happened in the same way that my own father had died (car accident? gunshot?), and i went inside thinking about this, and it seemed as if i was trying to reconcile two different time streams, one in which my father had been dead for a few years, and the other in which i had just spoken to him on the phone days previously. (i've had similar dreams before, and it's a relief to wake up and realize that someone you love is not dead, although the reverse can be true too.)
inside, i was looking through a pile of papers, i'm not sure what for, and there were some drawings i had done, and some graph paper, and a couple of photographs, i think they were of this woman i was married to, taken before we were married, and they brought back a whole wealth of feelings. i think my dreams last night covered my whole relationship with this woman, in snippets, from meeting her to being married. a few scenes stand out to me now, the first we are just casual acquaintances, if that, and for some reason that was not entirely clear to me in the dream (and maybe not to her either), she hugged me. and there was this electricity there. and later, we were dating, although i don't remember any specifics, and then the scene in the driveway.