What dreams may come

A blog to keep track of my dreams and hear the interesting interpretations of others. The dreams are as much as I can recall of them and may be out of order and in rather rough format.

Thursday, June 18, 2026

Vera

 I was in the train station in Toronto going down the stairs to the platform and there were a lot of stairs so they were broken up by little landings. One one of these landings was a lady sitting on a chair. As I got closer I saw that it was Vera but her name wasn't Vera, it was Victoria. She recognized me and was as surprised to see me as I was to see her. She called my name and grabbed my hair by my ponytail and accused Todd of sending me to spy on her. At this point I was more surprised that she could talk than by her accusations. I told her that Todd didn't send me to spy on her I was just taking the train to visit my parents. I had not expected to see her in Toronto. I managed to get out of her grip and tried to be as nice as I could so I smiled at her and said "It was nice to see you!" even though it was not terribly nice at all.

James was off to start a venture. I told him not to overextend himself.

On the train there was an older gentleman named "Zeffy" and he had just got engaged to one of my young facebook friends. They were both so happy and giddy.

On the train someone came to sit with us who needed extra space so the other person moved their chair back so much (impossibly much)

Friday, June 12, 2026

Going somewhere

 Rachel E. wanted to go somewhere but had left her ID in Deseronto. I offered to get it for her. Then Myron James wanted to go as well. James was in a stroller and sat in it a bit  but got out when we were at the store. I asked if he was bored and he said no. So that was good.

I found a makeup package which was some towels and make up. Apparently they were giving it away in Kingston but we had missed that. There was someone in particular we wanted to get it for. It was 40% off in that store.

There was a couple with a very sort woman who was only up to his waist. I thought of Mikaela and Jonas from gymnastics but the difference is not that profound in real life.

I was trying to solve things in the lunchroom and improve processes but noone else cared.

Then I sat down to write about everything that happened to Shieleen and started but then remembered that I couldn't write her anymore.