Serpents and parking tickets
Jul. 8th, 2022 06:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
boccaderlupoI dreamed we were down south, maybe South Carolina, with two gentlemen I know from work from Georgia. They were escorting us around a backcountry area. There was a lady driving us around, perhaps my wife's aunt, who in the waking world should not be driving. She drove us directly into a river, a deep otherworldly blue, but amazingly the car just passed through the depths and to the other side.
We exited the vehicle and began walking along cliffs of red stone that ringed a dry lake bed, the whole of which was ringed by pines. With each step, small snakes wriggled forth from the dirt, some as small as worms, but others much larger and with heads that suggested venom, rattlesnakes and copperheads and all. There seemed to be nowhere to stand. The gentlemen from Georgia seemed nonplused, but I was terrified. I hollered to my son to step lively, and we both kept moving, dancing from one foot to the next as more and more snakes appeared.
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I dreamed we had gone out to an overly expensive restaurant in Rutherford. We couldn't afford such a place, but we were there to meet up with a wealthier couple we know who'd just gotten back from overseas. All our extended group of friends were there, twilight on a dark porch, white wooden planks. My friend from Bergen County with the two kids picked up the bill unflinchingly, and I was wondering how to pay him as we walked back to our cars, which were parked near each other. My brother carried my son, who had fallen asleep (my son was much younger in the dream). When we got to the cars, on a quiet residential street, we found we had all gotten parking tickets. My friend from Bergen County's ticket was a mere $250, whereas ours was a whopping $560. I was disgusted. We placed my sleeping son in the back of the car and drove home.
We exited the vehicle and began walking along cliffs of red stone that ringed a dry lake bed, the whole of which was ringed by pines. With each step, small snakes wriggled forth from the dirt, some as small as worms, but others much larger and with heads that suggested venom, rattlesnakes and copperheads and all. There seemed to be nowhere to stand. The gentlemen from Georgia seemed nonplused, but I was terrified. I hollered to my son to step lively, and we both kept moving, dancing from one foot to the next as more and more snakes appeared.
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I dreamed we had gone out to an overly expensive restaurant in Rutherford. We couldn't afford such a place, but we were there to meet up with a wealthier couple we know who'd just gotten back from overseas. All our extended group of friends were there, twilight on a dark porch, white wooden planks. My friend from Bergen County with the two kids picked up the bill unflinchingly, and I was wondering how to pay him as we walked back to our cars, which were parked near each other. My brother carried my son, who had fallen asleep (my son was much younger in the dream). When we got to the cars, on a quiet residential street, we found we had all gotten parking tickets. My friend from Bergen County's ticket was a mere $250, whereas ours was a whopping $560. I was disgusted. We placed my sleeping son in the back of the car and drove home.
