Saruwatari Ayumi (junglemonkee) wrote,
Saruwatari Ayumi

In the Virtual Bank Line

The dream started with me at a daycare center dropping off my younger sister. A friend had dropped us there, and I had my briefcase and a suitcase because my boyfriend was supposed to pick me up and we were going on a trip.

My boyfriend was some sort of Middle Eastern. It's hard to tell what, because in the dream, I never saw him. I waited and waited for him to turn up, and finally started just walking home with my suitcase, trying to call him from my cell phone.

When I finally got hold of him, he basically told me that he just couldn't make the whole plan come together like we had wanted. His brother had forbidden him to see me, etc. But he said that he thought we could try it again the next week. I was furious and told him that, as far as I was concerned, there was no next week for him.

The next thing I knew, I was in a sort of dorm room with pirateguillermo and some other guy. pirateguillermo was leaving the room because I was trying to explain to this other guy that he and I weren't a couple, that I was now seeing pirateguillermo. The guy was very young with an amazing white boy 'fro and tons of very fine, silky body hair. All through the dream I kept touching him, and I finally realized that he thought I loved him because I liked touching his body, covered by all the hair. Except that he was less like a lover and more like a cat who was capable of feeding and cleaning up after himself.

The guy and I left the room and went into the lobby, which looked like an airport gate with rows of plastic chairs all attached to each other. One side of the room was open to the outdoors and we went out to see what was in the sort of atrium.

The place was managed by a woman who was a former neighbor of mine, an eccentric woman by anyone's standards. In the dream, she was busy chasing game birds around the atrium. There was a rusted-out abandoned car in the middle of things, and two enormous turkeys sat on the front seat. The turkeys had beautiful glittering bows around their necks, and they were pecking at Chiclets strewn all over the dashboard of the car.

I excused myself to use the restroom and as I sat down in the cubicle, a disembodied hand (think "Thing" from the Addams Family) kept trying to grab my knees. At first I was alarmed, but then I saw it was wearing a wedding band. I said "Oh, you're married are you?" and it did the hand equivalent of a nod, then disappeared. It returned carrying an eyeball. I said that I hoped they were very happy and left the bathroom.

The 'fro boy was still in the waiting area. He sat down all sulky and I tried to cheer him up by telling him a story from This American Life about the Maxigoths and the Minigoths and the Ubergoths all laying waste to a village who tries to repulse them with a giant vat of boiling oil, but they didn't know what they were doing and ended up just sort of marinading the marauders. It was all a joke, but some guy who had been listening to me tell the story came over and started trying to correct me. 'Fro boy left, and I was stuck with Encyclopedia Man until the dream ended.
It means something, I'm sure.

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