Multiple Reflections

We are fighting a cold. We are sick, though we are better today, considering yesterday and Saturday. We’ve been sleeping like crazy. We just woke up from a nap and had the weirdest dream with Wendy in it.

The gist is that something serious is going on with her… seems emotional and physical at the same time. Something sort of bizarre if you ask us, as we had not seen something like this before with her. She also was in the process of moving her office and there was this weird thing about a road and how one road to get there was safer than another road. At one point there was a mention of taking the bus as she wasn’t sure she’d be able to drive anymore. Weird is all I can say. What’s strange is that part of the dream indicates it is more city like (hence, the bus option), but another part of the dream indicates it is more like an island of sorts where her new office is and with at least one way that doesn’t feel the safest to travel by to get there, although in some ways it is safe.

There were other weird things that happened. It’s all jumbled up. The basics is that I pass by Wendy in sort of like a parking lot thing… relatively open parking lot that is kind of small, but not too small. Seems like one person is around me and it is Sue, my mom’s roommate. But she’s only in my dream because I have to go pick her up from the hospital today asap and so she’s on my mind to not oversleep too terribly long before getting ready to leave. Anyway, I see Wendy, and we brave up the courage to ask her for a hug, and she seems to think about it for a minute or so, but then agrees. Some inside say she readily agreed and that they noticed that she agreed pretty quickly like somehow suddenly it was okay and things were okay again.

It’s fuzzy at this point. But the dream gets all weird from here. Strange hugs. Graham crackers? and Marshmellows or something (Giant size or something to do with the head for both–weird is all I can say) and then later on, Oreo cookies. I do go see her new office, except it is so “hospital room like” that it is weird to me. That is NOT how her office is for real. Oh yah, and the oreo cookie or two left over was there in that room on the seat and table. There was some more discussion and weirdness because we were taking a long time to talk with Wendy and get a hug and our friend, Sue, was waiting on us, but we knew it would be okay that we spent a few minutes with Wendy. Except that I think it was taking longer than a few minutes, which is odd by itself too under the present day circumstances.

Wendy wasn’t like herself either in the dream. Something clearly was wrong with her emotionally and physically. We finally got up the courage to ask her something about it and asked her if it had anything to do with us leaving (err, her having us leave), and she said yes, and that at the time she didn’t realize it. Her voice was soft and tender and it had a lot of “the Wendy we know” aspects to it. Some more stuff happens that we don’t really recall. At the end of the dream, I think we ask if we can see her now (i.e. for her to be our therapist again) and she says no. We sort of knew the answer, but had to ask anyway. We were both sad and confused, because we knew we were seeing Cec, but wanted to see Wendy too and missed her a lot. I think we were rather mixed up in a way about which way we wanted to go, because some of us were definitely willing to leave Cec to see Wendy again, even though we knew we couldn’t, but we were hoping so.

Some other miscellaneous stuff that is too blurry to make sense of.

At the beginning of the dream (before Wendy I think), something to do about toilets. I swear to G-d we have too many dreams about toilets. At least this time the toilets weren’t gross and nasty (and that is no exaggeration either). Just somehow worried about privacy and I think at some point, hiding in a stall from someone “bad.” Oh and the other weird thing is that at some point the toilet reversed and so did the stall door from the other stalls. So I thought that was weird and obvious to anyone looking for us, but okay, whatever.

Also at some point in the dream, we went into this building with Wendy (that seemed actually a building in the city and shortly after the discussion about the bus). Anyway, she was going to take us to her new office, but we were worried about all the time we had already spent and Sue waiting and we hadn’t really told her it would be a little while. Anyway, Wendy was showing and telling us that it was straight down there all the way to the end and her office was there. We were clarifying with her that it was straight down (because we looked down the walkway and there was sort of an intersection of sorts mid-way where it still goes straight, but first it bends to the right a bit and then straight, and there were other hallways to go down… right and left too). So then we’re like, okay, we can find it. The address is given to us aloud–I think by someone else walking by, but don’t know or remember that for sure. The next thing is being shown her name plate up on the list of info of people renting an office space from the building. Well… the name shown was hers and yet wasn’t her name. It had what I think is her middle name as her first name and then a last name that I assumed and thought of in my dream as her maiden name. I remember thinking it was weird that it didn’t say Wendy up there and her last name was so different. I remember the first name displayed (middle name) pretty clearly though it is foggy a bit and slightly her last name. I definitely have the last name displayed… the last initial that is very different from the name we know her by. Anyway.

I think that is about it. We really do have to go. Strange dream is all we can say. I think we covered all the things that we recall about the dream.

Julies