I have the flu now and often when this happens strange dreams, which seem to lack meaning, happen with being sick.

This dream took place in my childhood home of Yuma and Ann and I were in a house near the RR tracks off of Main st... a house filled with art where a man and woman who collected paintings lived with their dog and children. The dog didn't like people and was threatening to bite anyone who came near. Ann must have stayed at the house because I didn't see her for a while and I had to take classes at the high school at the other end of town. I needed these classed for work even though they were just ordinary high school courses, and I had a locker like I did when I was in high school.

I had a good cup of coffee in the class with me in the morning, but my teacher insisted she had better coffee. She took mine away and gave me a cup that tasted like it came from a coffee house of the same last name as my own. I wanted my original good coffee back and didn't want to drink the fluff she gave me. Then she took away my notes. This was too much, so I decided to go back to the house where Ann was.

I left the school and started jogging and a man who was a dwarf started to run along next to me. I was irritated to have a sid-ler and still longing for my notes. I decided to go back to the school to get my notes and hopefully lose to short sid-ler too. As I neared the school I could see that it was on fire and fire trucks were everywhere with white smoke flowing like a large water fall up into the air. I thought if I try to go back into the school for my notes they will probably blame the fire on me, so I turned around and started jogging back towards the house by the tracks.

The male dwarf was waiting for me along the way and on Main st. he jumped on my back and tried to strangle me. I tried to make my escape by locking myself in a nearby car. It got the man off my neck, but he managed to get into the back seat of the car. The car had the keys in it and we drove off to pick up Tim. I wasn't thinking of steeling a car, but I guess by using this car the dwarf and I were steeling it. We picked up Tim and drove out the the house by the tracks, parked the car next to the tracks, and then it started to rain.

The three of us went inside the house and started looking for people, and fortunately I found the dog first. The dog eventually settled down and let me pet it, and I was afraid if Tim or the dwarf found the dog first they might have been bit. Tim's really good with dogs and I'm sure he would have befriended it quickly, so I'm not sure why I was worried. We found Ann and the woman who lived there, but not her husband and I think he was someone we knew in undergraduate school, who was wearing all black back in the late 70s.

I tried to tell everyone that I needed to get back to school, and had to figure out a way to return the car too. I thought if I parked the car in or near the high school then the owners might think some high school student drove it for a while instead of something worse. It's not like we hurt the car - we just drove it a little - which is still steeling some-ones car and this bothered me. What am I doing?

I never ended up leaving the house and eventually Ann and I were in an upstairs room where she was painting. I was trying to clean the dirt and water off of the floor while she was working and the dream ended. The car was left parked out by the RR tracks with the keys in it, and I never did get my note book back.

Labels: Dreams