Dream started out rather benign. It was night and I was in a room that was sort of plain and dull, sort of like a motel room or my parent's living room. I was there with another person, but I don't know who it was as he/she was not familiar. There was a knock on the door, and we were laughing, and I ducked under the door, under the window on the door, under the peephole (why does the door have both a peephole and a window? doesn't make sense) and told the other person to take a look out the peephole and tell me who it is. The person was getting in the light of the window, and I told him/her to duck so that the person outside wouldn't see. Then the dream transformed, and I was in my own living room with Tim and Stan. We were looking out our front window trying to figure out who was outside. There was some sort of plane or truck or bus parked outside unloading luggage onto a cart. The person who was doing the unloading was someone we used to know. We had lights turned off inside, but the streetlight outside would cast light through our window, and I was trying to stay out of that light, but Tim and Stan got caught in the light. The person we used to know caught sight of them...I could tell by the way he stared up at our house. I told both of them I was not going to let him stay here. He sure seemed to be unloading a lot of luggage. He came to the door, and I decided to tell him directly, as that is what he supposedly appreciates.

"_o_d_, I don't mind you visiting us, but I cannot let you stay the night..." I think I said some other stuff about protecting our dogs, and the past, and then I ended with "...because I love my dogs more than anything else in this world." I think I might have accused him of killing Hieronymus.

I could see him fuming thinking of a counter attack as to why he feels entitled he should stay at our place (like he even notified us ahead of time, let alone even asked us!).

Then I woke up, a little freaked out.

Labels: Dreams