Scooter Adventure

I had a dream that I was scooterring from California to Oregon.I almost got run off the road,but the barrier saved me.And it so happened that the semi (that almost ran me off the road) picked me up (scooter and all). The inside of the semi was more like a train or a bus. I sat down and across from me were my two lovers. An older man and a young stud.(who had been driving the semi) I had no idea that they were friends. The older man turned around first and said my name, followed by the young stud. They both got a look on their faces like...what is going on.. I started to tell them,but the older man quickly said something about his wife..or that he was getting married SO it saved me the embarrassment of having to tell them that I was two-timing them. So I was happy because that meant I could be with the younger man.

I told them what I was doing and they were both very impressed that I would scooter all the way. I told them that I had done it before one time before. Apparently in a dream that I had before my mom, my brother Brett, and I had driven the same way, except that we had started off in Utah instead of California. I'd told them that I needed to get to such and such a place, Oregon to stay the night, but that I hadn't reserved a place to stay the night yet.

They didn't really help me...cause the dream switched to another part of the semi. A young girl was practicing dancing. I joined her practice and it was really fun. She was practicing her dance that she would be giving the next day for your grandmother and her family. The older man from before was in her family. They had a family get together the next day. The girl told me that I could stay with her grandmother for this night, but that I had write two copies of a letter asking her grandmother for permission. To get the paper for the letter, we were out of the semi and she was telling me about this man that dumped a whole lot of trash underground. We waded through all the garbage and found writing pads. She took one out and had me start to write the letter. For some reason I was having a really hard time with it. We were back on the semi by this time. Then I was worried about getting there in time.

Then I woke up.THE END>

What a Dream!

Do you ever have those dreams that wake you up because they are so disturbing you have no choice but to wake up, and when you wake up that dream is so potent that you begin to cry? You are at the most raw vulnerable state. Last night I had one of those. I was staying at my sister house on her floor. I went to sleep. I began to dream. I had a dream that I got into a yelling fighting match with one of the old teachers that I used to work with. Except the fight wasn't private, everyone was there to see it. After we were done fight, I went around asking people's forgiveness and trying to explain myself. I couldn't really explain myself at all. It was like there were no words. I felt this deep sadness and panic. Some people were okay with it. And some people would not forgive me. Someone said to me, they will forgive you in time. I was really mad at myself as well and couldn't believe the type of person I had become.

I woke up and for a brief second didn't remember my dream. Then it all came back to me; rushing back to me! I began to cry. My sister shifted in her bed and asked, "Are you crying?" I answered back, "Yes, I am..." I began to cry more and she turned completely in my direction. She just held my hand while I cried. And then asked me what was wrong...I told her it was a bad dream. She asked, "What about?" and I told her the story. She told me that those people who truly love you, will forgive you.

I think she was right about that. I am thankful she was there and that she just let me cry. She didn't tell me to stop crying, she just asked, and listened.