Gecko & Theft (2003-08-30) - The Dark Side - A Look into the Dream World

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Gecko & Theft [8/30/2003]

I had a couple dreams last night/this morning. Not sure what the second one was about, but the first was definitely about work.

The first one started out in some kind of office that seemed like it was in a long, wide hallway with cubicles on both sides, and a walkway through the middle. Jim Bagrow was working in one cubicle on the left side and I seemed to have starting work recently and was working in a cubicle on the right side. We went out to lunch at one point and then we left work and returned the next day. It seemed like I was coming to a Nazi prison camp because the sky and builds were all blue/gray and there were all these security fences and guards all over and it was muddy and rainy. The area was flat and rather baron aside from the fences and some distant factory buildings. A guard has stopped a black guy from entering the facilities and it seemed like he wasn’t allowed in until later.

I drove up to the gate and was let through without question. I followed the mud tracks around to the right and behind a building. I parked up against the building and got out. Jim Bagrow just arrived afterward and we walked into a building back to the left of this building where I parked. It seemed like a barn and there was green grass to the rear of the building. I guess we were trying to find the back entrance to the building we worked in since it was closed until work started. I saw through a space in the walls that a door was open, so we went outside and to this door and went in. There was a door at the end of the hallway that ran along the side of the building, and there was a crawl space into a big empty wood-floored room. So I crawled in and Jim after me. I for some reason had to crawl back out and Jim went off somewhere else. I crawled back through this space and saw two girls standing there.

In an instant I had a small green gecko on some kind of restraining device that kept him from moving. I put him on a table and looked toward him and he stuck out his tongue which seemed a lot longer than a gecko’s tongue normally is. The gecko, as we encouraged it, got out of this restraining device and walked around. I then woke up.

After pondering what this dream was about, I fell back to sleep for a couple hours, woke up and pondered some more and then fell back to sleep for yet another two hours. In these two hours, I started to dream about something else.

I found myself at home and a little girl was in the house and was telling me something. I asked about where she lived, and she said something about living in a home for the disabled just up the hill from our house. I followed her up there and went into the east entrance and found myself in a hallway with a light on the far end and reflections off the floor bounced around to make it seem like it was late afternoon. It seemed rather gloomy in the building. The little girl had run into a room down the hall. I went down the hall and found myself in some kind of room like those ones where volunteers would interact with those who lived there. A lady who seemed to be in charge was in there and I sat on a couch to the west corner. I young man came in from a door to the west side and seemed to live there. He acted shy when talked to. I asked him his name, but forget what it was. I told him it was nice to meet him and that perhaps I’d come visit another time.

He agreed and left back through the door. I went through the door shortly after him and found myself in some really old, wood-finished mansion type area. Everything was this dark wood color with a dark red carpet or something. I saw what looked like my checkbook in a room in the back of this giant living area. I went up to the table in this small room and inspected the checkbook and found it was definitely mine. It had a note that definitely had John’s name on it and now that I think of it, it probably said that I owed him some money, which I do. So I reclaimed my checkbook and figured that that little girl at my house must have taken it and returned to the house. I found a box of my papers as well. So I took that. I then went back into this fancy room on my way out.

I saw an older woman to the left in a little nook in the room. I saw a sign hung that said something like so-and-so’s diamonds and saw she was carving diamonds. I wondered how she could do that in this place without that little girl stealing them from her. I then woke up and started my day a bit later than I should have, but the dream was interesting enough.

This dream is currently: Semisolved

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