Dream Journal Ultimate
Date: 9/16/2023
By ModelLaDawn
(Pastor Blakeman, his mom, Shaun/film festival talk & Ana were in this too. I may or may not touch on it) In no specific order rhyme or reason here we go… It was winter. Snow was on the ground. A calm snow where the roads are already cleared and it’s just beautiful white & crisp air. There was a memorial at the end of a road (road was similar to 220 in Waverly) it had a small motor bike in it. I needed a ride so I detached it. There was a hose involved that had a button to help control the engine. As I’m doing this a woman and her children were walking up to the memorial. It was her husbands. We were friendly but I got out of there quickly. It’s taking awhile to get up the road on it because the operation is confusing and it shuts off frequently. Still, faster than walking. In what seems like forever and no time at all I’m in front of a large house. The thing has turned off again. The women is now here with her kids. It’s their house. She tells me she knew that was his bike. I go into a mini panick mode (nothing outlandish) just to iterate that I needed a ride and I was going to bring it back. The desperation in my voice is understood by her before I even speak. She had already forgiven me. . I roll the bike up to their house. Looks like their having people over for Christmas. Overall emotion: Calm/determined/forgiving Kid fury and I are randomly having sex every morning. I’m not sure why we stay together? The bed is fairly large and low to the floor. I rarely see his face. The view is more from the back of his head and body and he is on top. My vagina hurts after a few go arounds in multiple days. There is no concept of time. It’s subtle. Quiet. It’s interesting. Intimate. But not weird. Like we’re close friends. He’s still extremely gay. But more compassionate & gentle than any straight man. Overall emotion: Calm/Understood/Seen Mom has a horse. We all love this horse. But it’s never shown because today we are walking to an auction where people sell random things. Im not sure why everyone who is selling something is walking. There is still mild traffic on these back roads but tons of people are walking. We have a horse. I see people with pianos, dressers, and various random items that are small enough to carry. Many things are being pushed. Everyone going to same way. I feel very uneasy doing this. I know mom feels bad but she needs the money and doesn’t want to say it out loud. We stop at a corn in the grass. It’s a dangerous part of the road and I want to make sure no one gets hit. The horse is huge. But could be the tiniest dog to my soul. The love is like a love for a child. No matter the size. Words are spoken between mom and I. But we have to keep moving forward. When we get to the building some people are going into an auditorium with their items. I can hear an auctioneer speaking. We don’t go that direction. Mom heads towards an elevator. There are around 10 horses sitting in the grass in front of the building. I see my horse through the glass (to my left) and mom telling me to get on the elevator in front of me. She has already sold it and is going upstairs to do some paperwork or something. I rush outside to see the horse sitting beside a man. He can tell I’m upset. I’m talking to the horse, petting it. Assuring telepathically I’m going to get it back. I promise. For some reason Gabrielle Union is there buying a horse and I ask for her business card? .. I’m going to ask the man if I can pay him back in payments whatever he bought our horse for so we can keep him. Overall Emotion: Sad. Desperate. Pain.