Dream Scenes

Last night I had a dream that my body was infested with worms. They were falling off of me and out of me and yet there were millions throughout my body. They were under my skin, on my skin, in my eyes...I could feel them everywhere and I was in a room with other people and I was trying not to drop worms on them but I couldn't stop them from coming off of me. I was wanting to be touched but backing away from my boyfriend and friends because of the worms. I woke up in a panic and checked my body to be sure it was a dream...it really felt real. I can feel them at this moment. Eeek.

Last week I dreamt that I was in an office building with my boyfriend (who happened to be Justin Timberlake) and we were in a business meeting discussing the upcoming events and tasks-one of which was for me to kill my boyfriend. Yes it would be a sacrifice but an understood duty. I was nervous because I knew as soon as the meeting was over I would have to kill my lover. The meeting ended and we went out on the balcony where it was supposed to happen. We hugged goodbye and I looked up at him. He told me it was okay, that's what had to happen...but what if I come with him. We don't have to say goodbye if I killed both of us. My heart was aching when I awoke.

The week before that I dreamt that people were over at my house including Casey and Dell - a guy we work with at Pirates. We were eating what looked like a big bowl of vegetables. The dream was long and we were in and out of school and Dell was hitting on me at school and I was torn because I was dating Casey but I really liked Dell but I didn't want to break up with Casey. And then everyone got sick from food poisoning and a few people (no face no name people, we just understood that people) died. Casey and I were coming back from the hospital after being treated and I gasped! Oh no, I left that food that made us sick in the refrigerator and I knew that Casey's family was coming to visit our house (ps, the house I grew up in in real life). We had to get back and make sure they didn't eat the deadly bowl of vegetables. Lo and behold we got back and his Father was there and I frantically asked if any of them had eaten the food. He said he didn't know, he had but the kids and Mom were napping and he wasn't sure. I had an enormous sense of guilt for leaving the food where it could be eaten and dread and regret as I checked his little brother and sister...both fine...and then his mother. His mother had died from eating the food and I burst into tears and cried and cried for I wasn't able to rectify my mistake and now she was gone forever. He was calm and stony and patted me on the back kind of trying to console me. I woke up. but I cried after that dream...I was so traumatized.