Saturday, March 6, 2010

Lost on the way home from vacation

I'm on a two week vacation with my mom and dad. We had first gone to Georgia and are now visiting aunts and uncles. We are at a particular aunt and uncle's house and everybody is there. I am able to fly and carry my aunt around the house. I joke that I want to show the Pope how I can fly and that will be one of the miracles needed for me to become a saint.

There is a lot of eating and bustling about going on. My uncle catches an enormous fish in a river in front of the house. I am flying around throughout the dream but few pay attention and some, including my mom, don't want to believe I'm flying. My cousin who is a stylist in the dream agrees to give me a haircut, but decides not to once we sit down to do it. My other cousin says he'll do it and as he's cutting my hair I'm afraid he'll give me a mullet. When he's done, I discover he's braided dozens of white thin pipe-cleaner like wires into my hair but only on half of my head.

We are sleeping on cots in the living room. I wake up at sunrise and become concerned that I'm using too much of my vacation tim on this trip. A chirping frog wakes up my mom and dad and I ask them when we're going back home. A family of migrant workers picks vegetables from a field which comes right up to the back of the house. I realize that this aunt and uncle live in the same city I do and I rhetorically ask, "So I could get my car now and go to work tomorrow if I wanted?"

We are leaving, walking on foot. Two of my aunt and uncle's dogs follow us. We walk through a shopping mall with the dogs. A few blocks on the other side of the shopping mall, we send the dogs back. I admire how disciplined they are. My mom or dad notices they're going down the wrong street, I run to catch them, but they are lost around a corner. I run back to the mall looking for them.

I'm in a densely populated area of large stone walk-up apartments on streets laid out like a snowflake. I lose track of where the mall is. I'm having to climb high up on gutters and railings to get to the direction I think the mall may be. Nobody will tell me where the mall is. Throughout the honeycomb-like development there are many kinds of neighborhoods - some run down and some upscale, but all very old. I get glimpses of what I think may be the mall through the rooftops, but I can never get to it.

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