Date: 12/19/2018
By GuppyFang
I was at my parents in my smallish home town, presumably for Christmas, sitting on the toilet in the bathroom, when I saw some object or paper on the floor with a lot of ants on it. Knowing they have been struggling with an ant problem I decided to help them by teaching them a lesson. I let an obnoxious amount of ants accumulate on the object and then with slight hesitation picked it up and brought it out to show them. Next I was on the run for something most likely minor the police had discovered on me. Brad Garrett, Ray’s brother in “Everybody Loves Raymond,” but at his age now, (I have been watching “Single Parents,”) was a cop and had pulled up and was talking to me. I was oddly not intimidated, as I usually am around big men like that and certainly would be around any cop who was after me, and decided to get in my car and drive all the way to Thailand to escape. I am in Thailand. So are a couple other people I know from group therapy. One is a guy a few years older than me of whom I am slightly interested In regarding his opinion, but not attracted to. In the dream I have some romantic attachment to him. My husband is now there as well. I am talking to a man in a shop and my husband says, “He is going to try and gauge you.” He told me the price which was extremely high. I yelled back, “2 dollar! I give you 2 dollar!” all the while wondering if I sounded racist and should have just said it regular. Next we are all in a theater where you stand up and it is somehow interactive. The movie is over. Suddenly my young, white and black hooded cat, Big Mouse, comes out from one of the holes under the theater screen area. He is running around. He runs out into the shop area and picks something up and carries it around. My girlfriends and even the female shopkeepers are sort of cheering and encouraging Big Mouse. My cat is really kind of hamming it up and seems very happy and excited. The End.