Okay so i put up another picture of the dog my parents are getting up on my page. It looks alot like the first one though. The other day I saw a show on tv about a great dame that was having puppies. She had five but one was still born. One of the puppies was going to get trained to be an aide animal for a disabled person and it looked just like Gandolf.
I had this dream that i want people to tell me what it means for fun. ready? okay go. i'm in the car with my mom and my brother and maybe someone else and this guy who is my boyfriend kind of but i think our relationship is kinda a strange one or something. Okay but when i say my mom, it's not my real mom it's someone totally different, and the same for everyone in the dream including myself. I'm not me, though i am me, and i'm younger. At first this is only apparent because of the way that i interact with the mom, but later on in the dream the image of myself becomes more solidified to be like tweleve or thirteen. But it's still not me at tweleve or thirteen.
Anyway, we're in the car and we're going to this jail to turn in the boyfriend. At this point i'm very ambiguous about what i think about what's going on. I can't decide if i think what the guy did was wrong, i seem to have this sense that i like him, and that he's a pretty good guy, but at the same time i think that i shouldn't like him if he did soemthing wrong. t this point my more conscious part of my brain devises a little story of what he did which was that he shot someone at an airport, killing them, but that it was in some way sort of justifiable, though i don't know why. But then in my dream i decided that killing someone wasn't a big deal anyway because everyone does it all over the place so who cares.
So we drive to the jail and get out and go inside. It's not like a police station, it;s like a penitentuary, which i on some level know is not where you go to turn someone in, but it seems to make sense. We give the boyfriend gu, who is a sort of young, like 16 maybe, lanky guy, over to whoever's there. the mom is really bossy and is all pissed off and hates the guy, and is glad to see him go to jail, and the younger brother is pretty quiet but i get the impression that he likes/supports the boyfriend guy. I'm just upset and i let all this happen even though by now i pretty much have decided i don't want it to, but then when he joins the other inmates something happens where he like says something about being innocent or somehow otherwise does something to "buck the system" and all the inmates there are cheering for him and so do i and the brother. Then we all leave.
Even though we left without the boyfriend, all of the sudden while we are on the way "home" (again not any place i've actually been to) the boyfriend is there in the car. We have to slow to a near stop for some reason and he ges out and takes off, and it's hypothesized that he's probably going to go hide out at this place,(had a name in the dream which i don't remember) which in my head i see as a cross between like a nature/camping place and a rest area. And apparently he hid out at one before, i guess before he got caught and we took him to the jail.
So we go home and i'm in my room. It's really nice rich house it seems even though i don't "see" any of it except my room in the dream. It's got like alot of open space and shiny hardwood floors and fancy fabrics and stuff. My bed is sort of by the window, and i go over to the window and i try to open it, but i can't. this is interupted by my father coming to the door and knocking and wanting to check on me. My parents know now that i'm sympathetic to the boyfriend guy and want to make sure that i'm not doign anything or having any contact with him. So i pretend that nothing is going on. But i want to open the window becuase i know that they boy will come there to get help from me since he has nothing and i can give him food and stuff. Some more of this ensues. I finally get the window open after figuring out that it's the kind that you tilt in and not the kind that goes up and down, though i was sure it was. It's my room so i should know i guess.
There's this one part where i'm trying to talk to the boy, and he has this rabbit that he's showing me or something and i get interupted and the boy hides and ihave to pretend that i opened the window because i found the rabbit, which actually turns out to be a cat once it's around in my room, my parents accept this explanation.
My brother and i try to collect food to give the boy, but my brotehr keeps finding candy and things like that and i knowit's better to get good food that will be sustaining for a while. I also think that i should find a coat, but i know i don't have one so i try to figure out how to take a blanket without anyone noticing. I try to get better food but most of the things i can get without anyone noticing aren't very substantial. This worries me. My lack of contact with the boyfriend guy worries me too. i feel like i want to see him to talk to him or something but there never is the chance. then one time he comes to the window and i'm in a clumbsy way telling him that i know that the food that i'm getting isn't very good and things, and he says that he knows and the food that my sister, who has the room next door and the next window over, has been giving him has been better. This disturbs me because i did not know that he was getting anything from her.
that's the end.
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