||[Oct. 25th, 2003|11:47 am]
These are the kinds of dreams that people only get when they're ill, lol. Any interpretations would be helpful.
I had a dream last night that my family and I were at the airport, getting ready to fly to my grandma's house in Arizona. It was a 1/2 hour until the plane was due to leave, and we still hadn't gotten our tickets or checked in our bags. We had no money either. As we were looking for the place to get tickets, Cristopher saw an indoor playgroud and got really happy. So Holly took him there and I went into the playground too, where a little boy proceeded to kick me in the head and laugh at me. I called him a horrible name, something I would never say in real life (I like kids), and his mother called the police. So I went into the bathroom to take a shower before they came, because I had remembered that my hair was dirty. They knocked politely on the door as I was getting dressed, and five minutes later I was dressed and opened it. I explained what happened, and they said that they were sorry to bother me, but it was totally the little kid's fault for kicking me, and that they had had this problem before.
So then we continued down the hall, looking for the place to buy tickets. And this is where it gets weird. We walked into an office building where the workers were playing music that was really degrading to women, and when I looked I realized that there were only women workers. Trying to get over this fact, I looked at the floor and saw that Ione was there. I ran and got a cat box from a closet, and figured we could take her with us (there was no time to drop her off at home). But when I tried to grab her, she got smaller and smaller until she could have fit in my hand. Then when I got her again, she turned into all these eggs (regular chicken eggs) and started making chicken noises. I put the eggs into the cat carrier, but they all broke and I saw that they were full of fur. I was scared and thought, I'd better wake up and make sure she's all right, but instead I closed the cat carrier. She turned back into Ione and started hissing and clawing at the box. I let her out again, and she ran away happily.
Meanwhile, the workers were still listening to their music, and whispering amongst themselves as to how to get rid of us. So finally we just left in search of Ione, and in search of food.
When I woke up, I heard Ione meowing in the hallway, and was very hungry. That figures.
Anyway, I feel better today. I was laughing because I'm losing my voice and it sounds funny, but now that's better too. I also am worried because I've lost some weight since yesterday as a result of this flu. So today I bought some good Baklava ice cream at the store, and ate a whole bunch. That should help me. It was hard not to, but I didn't look at the nutrition facts.