posted April 02, 2006 03:12 AM         

I was walking into a pub...the bar was to my left, I saw the cook and the bartender, they knew me...I walked to the end of the bar, and pulled out what seemed to be a familiar stool. I sat down, people around me, drinking, smoking, at ease. A waitress came to me and I asked for lobster with real butter and coffee with heavy cream. The cook yelled back and said it was too late for lobster, I could have my coffee though, so I did. Then, I am walking into this pub AGAIN, same set up, the cook looks up and speaks to me...I see my stool and make my way to it...the cook comes out and pulls the stool out for me to sit on..the waitress comes over and says hello, and we are on first name basis, but I can't recall her name...I reached to hug her and then kissed her just slightly on the lips..she was older than me, with a deep tanned face, brown shoulder length hair, curly...she was upset and I was comforting her. Her son had been killed, in Iraq I believe. She gathers her composure and asks what I'll have...the cook yelled back and said it's 2am, she'll have lobster with real butter and coffee with heavy cream. I told her I'd talk to her later and ate my food and drank my coffee.

In real life, I would never eat lobster.

After eating I left, and was at a house that seemed familiar to me. I was walking on a road I think, towards the house...there were storms or something that came through and damaged lots of the area. Someone had been swept away in the flood waters...I then realize I am with Dan from my work...we walk together and I have this uncomfortable feeling come over me--like once before in a dream I had about him...I got in my car and started driving very fast, the road was mostly muddy, and I was happy to be on asphalt at last. I knew where I was at this point, near my home, on a mountaintop, and it was very foggy. I was driving very fast and it was night and foggy. I passed someone on the road and thought "oh my God is that him? Shall I stop?" but kept going..whoever HIM is...

I get to a little house, I go inside with a bag of plastic dishes, they were yellow. The only color I recall other than the waitresses hair color. I am feverishly washing these dishes, I don't want my sister to come over because then she'll know my secret...for some man gave them to me. She's coming she's coming I think, and I throw them all back in a bag and try to hide the bag...the whole time, there is that man, standing in a shadow outside watching me..and I knew he was feeling sorry for me...

posted April 05, 2006 04:21 AM         

I'll look at your dream as soon as I can. It is very good to hear from you.

posted April 05, 2006 04:23 AM         

It's good to see you!

posted April 08, 2006 04:52 AM         

The first scene indicates that you are attempting to deal with, to "digest", certain feelings of guilt (eating lobster). You did not get the lobster the first time, so the scene repeats so that you do, reflecting the struggle, the conflict, the difficulty assimilating the issue/guilt.

The second scene suggests that the issue from which the guilt originates happened in the recent past, the "storm" has already "come through", but there are still "muddy" emotions to deal with, and "foggy" thoughts with which to contend. The guilt seems to involve a man, represented by both Dan and "HIM".

And this idea is carried forward into the next scene. It is about a "secret", anxiety about being found out, and an attempt to cleanse yourself of guilt (feverishly washing dishes).

Do you think this could be the meaning?

posted April 10, 2006 11:21 AM         

Yes, what you said makes perfect sense to me, and I honestly had never thought of it in that way...

posted April 10, 2006 06:06 PM         

I'd LOVE to and WANT to but I think you changed your email addy several months ago and I can't find it now :/