I have had some very odd dreams in my lifetime. Now most dreams are forgotten as soon as you wake up. But then you will be doing something and boom, it hits you, andyou remember it. I had a pretty weird one last week, and I forgot it until I was grocery shopping. As I grabbed a couple of cans of campbell's tomato soup to put in the basket, I suddenly remember this dream from the night before:
The atmosphere was that of WWII, or maybe worse. There was rationing of food. You went to a government store to get your allotment of groceries. so i was going, and it was a little old outdated shell of what may have been an old market our gas station. There was one room about 20 by 20 feet, with a few bare wood shelves, and the shelves had cans of soup and vegetables. So I was supposed to get 3 or 4 cans, under the watchful eye of the proctor, or manager, or whatever.
I pick up a can of tomato soup, and I notice the top is bulging. I realize it is old and poisonous, but the rule is, you can't change your mind about what you select once you pick it up. So I think I'm going to be sly and put it back , but the can blows apart, blasting disgusting botulism ridden soup all over my face. I look around and the manager sees but doesn't react. He is daring me to complain, I see it in his eyes.
I pick up my second can, and it too is bulgy and pops all over me. Now I am really dripping in poison. But I am not allowed to complain about it. So I pick up my last choice, drop it in my bag, and leave, hoping that the scene I just made would not reflect negatively on me. Because if you made a stink about anything, there could be lots of trouble. I just walked away, hoping I wouldn't get sick,and not opening my mouth so I wouldn't get botulism.
So what in the world does this dream mean?
Monday, March 16, 2009
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