10:02:2004 Entry: "Ann : Weird Reoccurring Dream Looking for New Place to Live"
Weird Reoccurring Dream Looking for New Place to Live
Stan and I were looking for a new place to live. We were going to look at a house. I thought it was going to be a private showing, but there were other people there waiting to get in, so I guess it was an open house. It was a small little 1-story. It looked very trashy. The owner, a scroaty-looking man, was outside, talking to the people, waiting for the realtor to come. It was like something out of some scary parts in some reocurring dreams I have, scary parts of the city with tiny houses all trashed out. I was trying to tell Stan with my body language that I didn't want to look at this house, but we went inside anyway. It wasn't as bad inside as it was out...it had a big basement...but I wanted more stories.
I dreamt I was getting two tattoos. I don't remember the designs, but they were stupid. The tattoo artist was cutting them out of some kind of template...they looked more like the wash-off variety. I then realized when she was about to put them on me, that I didn't really want tattoos, but I'd already paid for these. I felt very confused and didn't know what to do. I didn't even know where to have them applied.