Friday, January 21, 2011

Another dream with people from several areas of my life

I was at soccer practice and the coach was my high school coach. My brother showed up towards the end of it and we had a few contests to see who could kick the ball farther, etc. My coach came over and pulled me aside to talk to me; I feared he was going to cut me from the team but instead he began to tell me that although I wasn't as fast or perhaps as skilled, I had an incredible eye for the game that no one else on the team had. However, he was interrupted mid-conversation by one of my teammate's parents so he told me we would continue this conversation when he got back from talking to them in the parking lot. I waited by the goal for him and chatted with some other teammates. There was a card table with snacks for us, but there also was a prescription for my coach. I looked at the CVS bag to see if his email address was on it because I was getting tired of waiting onhim; I was going to email him to tell him to call me to continue our discussion, but there wasn't any contact info on the prescription, just his name.

Then, I was in my car with a girl friend in the front seat and Fla.-J in the backseat. We were going to a party but I was upset with Fla.-J so I didn't really talk to him at all. We got to the party and my friend and I hopped out of the car and went in, I didn't wait for Fla.-J. It was a pool party but I hadn't brought my bathing suit; I stood on the pool deck and chatted with some coworkers from Sacramento. There also were some coworkers from San Antonio so I went to say hi to them, but then the party morphed to being at my house. For some reason, I had to wash my shirt - I think I'd spilled something on it - but the laundry room was empty. My mom walked in just then and I asked her where the washer and dryer were. She told me that when she and my dad recently remodeled the house, they put the laundry room in the pool house. I gave her an odd look because that is such a weird place for the units to be, especially since we have a laundry room in the house, but she'd already gone back to the party.

I eventually went outside again and someone had put yellow plastic chain links between the two pools on the narrow strip of deck between them because it was too dangerous and people kept falling.

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