dreams, dreams

i've been having odd dreams lately, and more strange is that i'm remembering them:

1. a few nights back, i had a dream that lenore and i were out walking, and there were these evangelists preaching in a field; a husband and wife duo talking to people seated on folding chairs out in the open. they weren't preaching about god, though. more like a unitarian universalist-type discussion. flash forward to later in the dream, and lenore and i are living in this multi-room gigantic house, which is owned and occupied by the husband and wife. for some reason, lenore isn't with me, and i'm trying to find her so we can leave. nothing horrible has happened, but i don't want to be there anymore. and i'm trying to find her so that we can leave before the husband and wife come home and find out we don't want to stay.

it turned out that they returned before i could get out of the house, and they searched for me. i remember running through all sorts of rooms. each room was totally different; some were old and unfurnished, some had a table or chair in it. i remember looking out of the windows to see if they were outside, and seeing the big open grassy field. and then the dream ended.


2. the other night, i had a dream that i was out walking barefoot in the winter; walking down the streets of portland (maine) and a girl i only know online was riding a bicycle in a long flowing skirt and short-sleeved blouse. how i knew it was her at that point in the dream i'm not sure; all i saw was her back and long hair. later in the dream, i entered an apartment building and went to go into the first door i saw. it was the girl again answering the door, and she laughed and giggled and told me i had the wrong door and that i'd opened her door too loudly. moments later, i am in another apartment room, lying in bed with someone i have known from my past. he was sad about something. his girlfriend was seated at the end of the bed, head on her arm. she didn't seem to notice i was there. but i felt that she should have been where i was. and then, the dream ended.


3. last night, i had a dream i met my exes mother-in-law. i had just returned from a trip with dan to nyc, and was seated at a huge posh bar in a hotel. a woman i work with was to my left, and a guy i only know from online was on my right. i'd just finished a whiskey and coke. (blech) a woman came up to order at the bar, and i realized who she was. i checked my cell phone clock to see that i had missed my time to call lenore for the evening, so i got up and put my arm around her to walk out of the hotel. i began talking to her about my ex and her daughter, and suddenly, we are outside, and my ex is there. he has come to get his mother-in-law, and sees that i am there talking to her. i look him in the eye, and smiling, i tell him what i think of him. i rattle off that i think he's an asshole, a douchebag, that i hate him, that he's a shitty parent, and that his wife is an ignorant bitch. he is upset because i am doing this while his mother-in-law is right next to me.

he walks away, and i continue walking with the mother-in-law, and explain to her in great detail why i said what i did to my ex; i tell her that he and his wife met and married under false pretense, i tell her everything they have done to undermine me as the parent to lenore; from them forcing her to call his wife 'mom' to their passive-aggressive behavior intended to piss me off. i explain to her that i don't know if her daughter and son-in-law are simply stupid, or if they're inherently assholes, but that i thought she should know the truth.

we finally arrive at this spot outside, and the ex is there with a group of friends, and lenore. there are people smoking pot in the group, and i turn away from them. i come over to lenore and explain to her that i couldn't call because i had just come back from nyc, and i talk to her for a bit. the entire time, the ex is waiting for his wife to show up, and is very visibly upset that i spoke with the mother-in-law. he's pacing, he's on his cell phone telling his wife that i spoke with her mother, he wants her there *now*. i simply smile, looking him in the eye, and walk away, knowing i've planted a seed at least in *someone's* head about all the bullshit everyone around them has been fed. and then, the dream ended.


the last dream is obviously more telling than the first two; those i think are just my brain tossing back a bunch of stuff that makes no sense. the third is relatively in line with feelings that hold true with my 'real life', except that i've never gotten on the soapbox to talk about all of the embarrasing details that some people would be afraid others knew. some day, though. i think it's important to make an example of the kind of people that walk about in life trying to make others miserable, showing a facet of themselves that isn't real for purposes of self-protection (because really, who wants to examine their horrific behavior up close and truthfully?). people who exploit situations and other people, and who try to pull at the heart-strings of others to gain sympathy they don't deserve. i probably don't necessarily *need* to out them, because you can only live a lie so long before it catches up to you, but it's important to those who have been where i've been to feel as if there is a way out, that there is vindication, and that they are not alone. but enough about that.

what strange dreams are *you* having?