Sunday Morning Blog

August 16, 2005

In Dream Land

[current state| sleepy]

I need help interpreting this early morning dream:

I am at a yard sale(?) of sorts in a mini-mall parking lot. As I am getting ready to leave, I notice a large, odd shaped object wrapped in a tarp. I unwrap it, to find a hand made canoe. I instantly become giddy about my find. I inquire as to its balance and water-worthiness. The seller(?) tells me that he has not had a chance to spend much time getting the hang of it, but he had a hard time keeping the small craft upright. I ask about the price, and he tells me to make an offer. I fire off $200 as my first bid, which he readily accepts.

At this point, the dream takes an odd twist, as the scenery changes to a crowded indoor meeting place (a restaurant?).

I am now feeling guilty about my purchase and I am trying to be secretive about the expense (not sure why or who I am trying to hide it from). I am inside a glassed-in doorway, telling the canoe maker not to tell anyone how much I have purchased it for. As I am saying this, a full-size Ford Bronco pulls in the parking lot and the guy in the drivers seat mouths (I am reading his lips) "I heard that." I intuitively know that this guy is deaf and has read my lips as I asked the canoe maker to keep our secret.

The retelling of the dream is taking longer than the actual events. This all took place in a matter of minutes.

The dream scape now focuses back inside, where I am trying to work out the details of the $200. I am thinking that if I use this womans(?) debit card, I can transfer my money to her account. I am not sure how she became involved, but she readily hands me her money card as she is deeply involved in conversation with those around her. As I am waving her card over this ATM-like terminal, I realize that I must be confused. How can I use her card to put my $200 in her account? I then return her card, apologizing that I will just withdraw the cash from my account with my card.

End of dream. I know, I have a bizarre dream world. Any ideas? I think it all relates to the money transfer dilemma, and the invention of this ATM-like terminal where money might be transferred from one person's account to another's with the wave of each person's cards. Obviously, the "secret" purchase is critical to my emotions in the dream.

I must get to work. Have a great day!

Posted by capecodcyclist at August 16, 2005 06:56 AM