Ass Grab

I am in a dim room full of people. I feel like it is full of people, anyway. I think it's some sort of a party. (It reminds me of a room in the D-hue's church with elements of the funeral home where A's uncle's funeral was held). I see a fireplace on the wall in front of me. There is a banquet table in front of the fireplace and a woman sitting at the end. She looks antsy. She's wearing an old-fashioned dress, like something the women on Bonanza wear ... I wonder why? I have a weird feeling about her. I'm not sure what to expect.

I am walking toward her, expecting something to happen. I don't know what. As I walk passed, she grabs my ass. I look back at her and grin. I want to show her that it was welcome and for some reason the smile doesn't feel like enough, so I stick my tongue out and wink, anime style. (lol)

***

I have been feeling very socially anxious lately, for some reason, while also simultaneously wanting deeper connections with others. I've also been craving drunken lesbian play-time. o_^

A's mom watches "Bonanza" daily so, unfortunately, some stuff from it gets in my head. At least it was only the dress this time!

As for the room's resemblance to the funeral home/church room ... my contact with those friends on facebook likely triggered the memory.

As for the wink ... too much anime before bedtime, lol.


GOAL: Start setting three alarms again throughout the night for better recall.

the Coffee Quest

I'm on vacation with my parents in some sort of motel. I realize there is no coffeemaker in the room. My dad tells me that I have to walk outside to get to the coffee. My mom mentions it not being like the M. Country Motel. I think she is insinuating that it will be a longer walk. I remember the M. Motel ... the coffee was in the main cottage (a two minute walk).

I am now outside in what seems like a back alley. I pass a few strange shops - one of which seems mystical in nature (I can't remember the details). I'm suddenly feeling very anti-social. It's a little crowded. I'm thinking someone is going to try hitting on me and I'm really not in the mood. I just want coffee.

I'm at the end of a road leading to a main road where a 'parade' (I think?) is going on. I see T.W. helping with what looks like a float? Maybe it's something to do with 'the coffee house' (an evangelism outreach program my former church did and still does)? I ask her if she knows where I can find coffee. She points me in a direction, but she's not making sense. I continue walking.

I'm back at the motel, never having found it. My stomach hurts. I contribute this to the lack of coffee.

***

I got an e-mail from my mom after not having heard from her since they visited in December (when we stayed in the the M. Motel together) I tend to worry, when I don't hear from her, that she has somehow found out about my atheism and wants nothing to do with me all over again (we're only on good terms as of recently after six years of little to no communication). Thinking about their past visit is likely what inspired the setting.

I often feel anti-social at work when it comes to customers. I have days that I am fine making conversation and then days where everything from eye contact to explanations of a product make me nervous. I am always pleasant (for the most part) and rarely let these tendencies affect my happy facade, but they are there none-the-less. The nervousness in the dream came about the same way it does at work or any other time IRL - randomly and/or for silly reasons.

Facebook status updates about the coffee house (since I am still friends with some people from that church) probably influenced T.W.'s appearance and the coffee house. Perhaps my need for coffee triggered a memory of the most recent mention of the word?

Lack of coffee doesn't actually make my stomach hurt, but it does help keep me regular. When I don't have coffee, it does throw me off ... :-p I did wake up with an actual stomach ache, though. I also made myself a nice cup of coffee! ^_-