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Category: September 2003

My dream took place in a house that I made up. It was a combination home and workplace. My real-life coworker Bruce worked there, and he might have lived there, too, but I'm not sure. I think so. I think my friend Rob from England lived there, too. At one point, I came back to my desk (which wasn't anything like a cubicle work desk.. more like a kitchen counter without the kitchen stuff), and someone had rearranged my computer. Everything was stacked like it was almost going to fall over, but not.

I started rearranging it back. I had a very small tv style monitor in addition to my computer monitor. The small monitor went with a web camera. I put the monitor up on a shelf where I could see it and decided to point the web camera at Bruce's desk without him knowing. I'm pretty sure he was the one who rearranged my desk.

Next thing I know I was going out, probably to lunch. I was at the front door looking down the hallway to the bedrooms, and I told Bruce "Bye." I walked out and got about 10 steps down the street and realized I didn't have shoes on, so I went back in to get some.

I went in my room, and it had been changed. The ceiling fan was gone. There were new lights hung over the upper portion of the bed. There were 5-6 of them in a row across the room, and they were hung very low. If I sat up in bed, I'd knock into them. They weren't all the same bulb styles either.

I think I decided to change clothes or something because now I was trying to put on a bra. But I was trying to do it under my shirt or a jacket because the door to my bedroom was open, and I didn't want to expose myself if I could help it. It was taking me a long time to get the bra on. I remember I got the hook-and-eye things misaligned one time. I guess I finally got it on, though.

Later, I had left the room and come back. This time, when I walked in the room, I noticed an indention in the floor. It was as if someone had layed down a gourd mandolin, and it had sunk into the floor and left the hole. The carpet was perfectly formed into the hole. I was staring at it, and connected it with a guy who made a mandolin for my friend Rob. Rob and the guy showed up at that point. I don't know that guy in real life, but in my dream, he was small and disfigured. He apologized for making the hole.

Then they were gone, and I was sitting in my room. A really short guy came in who I think I had met earlier. He started hugging me. I wasn't sure if I wanted him to hug me, but I didn't stop him. We talked a little, then he was behind me and hugging me. That felt really nice, just to have him hold me. I was considering asking him to come to lunch with me, but I didn't know what we would talk about, plus I wasn't sure if I wanted to start a friendship/relationship with him.