Wiccan Whirlpool

Dream of 10/19
I don’t have any idea why, three of my coworkers and I were attending a seminar in a large auditorium that was located on a boat, some kind of aircraft carrier or cargo ship. We all had drinks and were having an enjoyable time together but we were having trouble locating four seats together. There were a lot of people attending but there were still many empty seats, it was just that the open seats were all in groups of two or three and no one would move so that we could sit together. Eventually we located some other people we knew and sat among them, chatting a laughing while waiting for the presentation to start. Toward the end of the presentation a guy standing near the front was demonstrating this new hair color headband that distributed the color just on your roots. I thought this was great and just had to try one right away, not thinking that I would have no place to wash the stuff out of my hair afterward. I was talking to the man who gave the main presentation up at the front of the room and I was commenting on the fact that the big boat was metal, and how astonished I was that it could float. Sitting on the podium was an almost empty container of wood stain. It was a metal can, about four inches high and about ten inches across, with a dribble of very pale stain clinging to the bottom. I picked it up and was rolling the dribble around while we talked. We left the boat to go swimming either in a pool or at the beach, but I didn’t go to the beach. Instead I found myself on a road trip with three different people, one of whom was hugely pregnant and another who is my boss’s immediate supervisor. We were travelling in a white 80’s Geo Tracker. The pregnant lady needed to stop for cigarettes so we did, and they sent me inside to get them. Inside the gas station was this tiny little booth surrounded by plastic sheeting to form an enclosed space, as though they were doing construction. It was almost empty when I walked in, there was only one person ahead of me. He was taking a long time, and before he was done a crowd of smokers filed in and there was so much smoke that I couldn’t breathe and I started to feel sick, so I walked out. I told the pregnant lady that she could get her own cigarettes because I wasn’t going back in there. She did, and then she miscarried the baby, which didn’t seem like a very big deal to anyone. Our next stop was a shopping mall because the boss’s boss said her high heels were hurting her feet. We went in and they disappeared into the shoe department. I was looking around and noticed a pair of Eddie Bower workboots at the top of a display, and by them was a sign that said “Free Roadside Service with Purchase.” A black man was inquiring as to whether that included only one towing per year or if it was unlimited.

That scene cut out to me being at a hotel or a temprary apartment somewhere in Iowa with my little sister (who lives in Texas) and she had just found out that her husband was going to divorce her. She didn’t tell me, I saw it in an email reply from something she sent to our father’s older brother. She was pretty pissed off and I was upset for her as well as at her for not telling me about it. She needed my help to move her stuff home to my parents’ old house.

With that I woke up.