Thursday, September 23, 2004

Birthday Dinner at Loy's

I was at work, and I was invited to go to Loy's (from Mercedes) house for his birthday dinner. I thought that was pretty cool, so I accepted. It was supposed to take place about a half an hour after work, so that didn't give me enough time to come home and change, so I just wound up going straight there.

The journey there was very strange. I started out walking, and then I broke out running. I was going along a road, and I think some of the other people from work were passing me, and I had to stop one of them and ask them how to get to Loy's place because I realized that I didn't know how to get there. I had started out going down Trinity Blvd towards Fort Worth.

After getting directions (possibly from Don, the fat guy at work), I started going the right way. I was running again, but I felt like that was taking so long, so I started doing really long jumps. It was almost like flying for short distances. It was easier than running, and faster, too. Eventually my jumps got so long that it really was like flying for distances of hundreds of feet. Someone else was there with me, leading the way. It was possibly Loy, but a bit younger than he actually currently is (late 50's). We were both doing the same thing.

Pretty soon I realized that I was actually in Virginia, and I was going down the road that went back past the church that I used to ride my bike and run on all the time. I was kind of competing with Loy to see who could stay up in the air the longest, and I had some pretty good jumps. During the jumps, just to show how easy I thought it was, I was reclining back and taking it easy, just letting the ground move under me. I remember thinking to myself something along the lines of what I have been thinking about for the past two days in waking life (about the reality of things being just a reflection of consciousness, and therefore consciousness should be able to alter reality directly rather than just accepting the predetermined patterns) and feeling determined to consciously alter reality so that I could just keep flying instead of having to keep touching down to push myself off again.

I was trying to pull myself up as I saw I was heading back to the ground again. I was getting a little frustrated because I didn't seem to be able to get it to work, but I was still happy that I was having so much fun anyway. I think the rest of the work crew were actually behind us a ways, either doing the same thing, or just driving.

Then, somehow, I got way ahead of Loy, and even though we had been going all around the country side, I wound up at the little schoolhouse at the point where there is a left turn off of the road, and it forks to either go to Stephen's (friend from school) house or to the Weyers Cave Airport. The schoolhouse, though, was on the wrong side from waking life. Usually it sits on the far corner, so it's on your right if you turn left there at that road. Here, it was on the close side so that it was on your left.

I went in, and I talked to whoever was in there. (I never actually saw them) I was trying to get some sort of directions again, and I could almost swear that they were telling me which road to take, but not quite literally. I think they said something about going to Buddha Road, which I had already seen. I indeed remembered seeing the sign for the road that they were talking about, and I think it was blue with a gold Buddha sitting in the middle of it.

I remember looking out of the window of the place, which felt more like a "country general store" than an old schoolhouse, and I was looking at the fork in the road. The one on the right (going to Stephen's) was the one that had the sign she was talking about. (Hmmm, and I just realized that the person I was talking to was a female rather than a male).

Anyway, I didn't really think that they gave the directions that I was looking for. I needed to know how to get farther ahead of Loy through a shortcut. But I took this answer, and I went outside just in time to see Loy coming from the direction I already had. So I took off with him again, just going up the road like we had been. I didn't take the path that the woman in the school/store had told me about.

Eventually, through more jumping/flying, we wound up at Loy's house. In their front lawn, I met up with Em (wife), and we went inside. The house was huge, and full of large decorative items, marble floors, vases, plants, and dark woods. It had a very formal, almost museum like, quality to it. Loy's wife greeted us inside the Foyer.

We were in with a bigger group of people, and so she lead us all around down to the right, and through a big door into a dark hallway. The hallway was relatively short (maybe only about 10 feet or so), and on the other end, we walked into this grand dining room. By grand, I'm talking about 100 feet by 100 feet, and the table itself was about 20 feet long, if not longer. The table was on the close side of the room, so we went up to it, towards the left end of it, but on the close side, and we got onto these big cushiony "chairs". They weren't really like chairs, but big cushions that were tilted in our direction. They were about 5 feet wide and 3 or so feet deep, and very soft. We didn't sit in them like normal chairs. We leaned forward onto them, like laying across a big pillow, with our arms and heads hanging off the far side, and our feet and legs off of the close side.

Then, the chairs raised us up about 10 feet to the height of the table, where we situated ourselves around to be sitting on these big cushions rather than laying across them. The dinner seemed that it was going to be very formal, and there were even menus there for us to look at to decide what we wanted to eat. I was starting to feel a bit worried because I wasn't seeing much that I would like. It was all fairly vegetarian.

Em was seated to my left, and someone that I knew in the dream but can't remember now was seated to my right. We were about 3 seats from the left end of the table, and Loy sat up at the head of the table. His wife was down at the other end. I think it was at this point that I knew what Loy's wife looked like. She was largish with blond curly hair. Neither her or Loy were dressed formally, but just fairly casually. I also realized that soon after getting into the house, I was no longer in my work uniform, but in my tan button down shirt and khaki shorts. Also, we had taken off our shoes at the bottom of the table and we were sitting up in the cushions cross legged.

At one point, I realized that Sarah (ex-girlfriend) had also been invited, and she had spotted me as I had gotten up to the table, and so she went and took a seat across from me, but down one to my right (so kind of diagonally from me). She tried talking to me for a bit, and all I said was "hey", and tried to ignore her the rest of the time.

Em was getting very pissed off at not only Sarah being there, but at the fact that she decided to come and sit so close to us. I kept trying to calm Em down, and she kept wanting to spout off to Sarah. Sarah did have a bit of a menacing twinkle in her eye, like she knew that she was pissing Em off, and she wanted to prove that she didn't care, and that she was going to talk to me anyway.

After a short bit, she traded places with the person directly in front of me. I remember noticing that her hair was different. It was now straight, and it was bobbed above the shoulders. She had bangs, and her hair was parted in the middle. Anywho, she kept trying to talk to me, and I kept trying to ignore her, and Em kept trying to tell her off. I was trying to get Em to ignore her, but it just didn't seem to help. I had considered just getting the small talk out of the way and trying to make it obvious that I didn't feel like talking with her, and perhaps she'd leave sooner than if I just ignored her. But at the same time I was afraid that if I did engage in any sort of conversation, Em would have my head for it, even if I was trying to get Sarah to go away without saying directly "go away". I was having a hard time deciding what to do, and Em kept spouting little things under her breath like "stupid fucking bitch!" and other similar phrases. I almost wanted to laugh at Em for being so upset when she didn't have to be. We could have just ignored her together and given her the impression that neither one of us were interested in pursuing any sort of conversation with her, but it didn't look like that was how we were going to handle it. I almost felt like I was fighting two forces that were trying to make a go at each other rather than directly at me. It was about here that the dream ended.

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