TheDreamstersUnion

Paul and I see three very large lizards about three feet long. One is black and white and the other two are multi colored. They are in a small shack. We watch them through the window moving around. Paul is calm and relaxed. I am in awe.

I am with Paul and Kevin. We are traveling in a large van. We find a miniature zoo animal. It is young and the size of a “stuffed” animal. I take it with me. We are stopped some place in a city. I find another miniature animal. It is a different type of animal, but the same size. In waking life they would be enemies. They play together and then fall asleep. I put them into a pouch.

I run into Jeanne. There are other people around. Jeanne recognizes a woman she knows. The woman is wearing a green coat.

I go back to the van. I am on a hill. I see Paul below by the van. He is dressed in white slacks and a blue and white shirt. I am carrying our (in waking life) white and blue cooler. I go down to the van. Kevin puts the cooler inside. I then realize I lost the animals. I feel bad. Paul starts to drive.

1. I am angry at Paul. He didn’t put back two things that are boxes with information back on the headboard shelf behind our bed. He then took all my stuff that I have in waking life on the guest bed next to my desk and put it on the floor. He then climbed into the guest bed with me.

2. Paul and I are riding a bicycle for two up a slight hill and cannot move very fast. I am peddling in front. Paul is behind. We can’t pass this younger man who is in his forties. He is also riding a bike. A bit later we are talking with him. He had to take off work for two years for a medical reason. But then he took off two more years and just hung out and fished. He said his wife was very angry at him. I said I didn’t blame her.

3. Paul and I are going to the pickle ball complex in the cities. We are walking. Kelsi and her friend come up behind us. She is in good mood. She has a female friend with her whose name starts like Fairy something. I ask if Keenan is taking care of Freya. We all stand in line to get a court. I see that Freya is there. She is 9 months to a year old. I pick her up. I say there are five of us and we can take turns taking care of Freya while the rest of us play pickle ball. I worry a bit about my knees. (Keenan must be with us to make 5?)