april 13, 2012
the dreams:
GW is in rehab. not sure why. he’s been missing from work and it seems to be the only explanation.
i’m at SM’s house. he’s moved the tv from its usual spot down to a corner. the old tv location is now the impromptu living room stage. he and JG are in a band. jeremy has sweaty pits, soaking his blue button-down. not sure why he’s so hot. they’ve only been playing one song. there are piles of laundry behind the ‘stage.’ i think to myself that it’s strange they haven’t put the clothes and towels away. but then i think it’s not my place and they can do what they want.
there’s a messy bedroom. it’s a practice area for vet work. we’re supposed to learn how to give a dog a shot. but there’s something wrong with the couple who are in charge. they are really aggravating me. something isn’t right in the whole situation. the safety syringe winds up sitting on a mantle. dangerous.
there’s more, maybe something about a flood. not sure.
