Thursday, July 31st

A dream with multiple parts:


1. Mike Saxvik was suing me because I had insulted Matt Voorhees with a joke I had made about a toy robot I owned. I couldn't believe he would take me so seriously--he knew I joked often--but he was clearly and obviously upset by my joke. Matt didn't seem to mind as much. As a matter of fact he liked the robot and liked playing with it.
Mike couldn't even talk with me, he was so upset.

2. Zach and I, discussing the law suit drove into a coffee shop. It wasn't an accident, though. A lot of cars were parked inside the shop. We actually drove in through the door.

3. Zach and I traveled to Costa Rica. Mercedes prepared salad for breakfast and we laughed at the table. I had to go to work (or high school?) and Zach was just going to stay home. He wanted to be informed, though, and was reading the newspaper.
I had a little device that played videos on a screen. Miranda, Zach and I watched a video of a very funny opera by Bach. People were dancing around the stage wearing strange masks. The music was excellent.
Zach told me that he'd be spending a long weekend in New Zealand. I told him that we only had one weekend in Costa Rica--"how can you spend the one weekend we have here in New Zealand?"
He said his friend over there had invited him. He then turned on the radio and danced an Irish jig. Lots of people joined him in the dancing as I stood by and watched. He would run through a couple of steps and then stop and point at someone with both hands in the gun pose. People laughed and copied that.
I sat on the side, watched, and wished I could be as good a dancer.

3. I went to Disneyworld with my cousin Stephanie, my sister Marcelle, and my cousin Fernando. There, we ran into my aunt Carmen and my uncle Manuel. Something was off--maybe the way they were dressed? They pointed to a group eating at a nearby table and I understood: they were in the past. I was there, my mom was there, my cousins were there--we were all there, but in the past. Our past selves could not see our present selves. I was a young boy, my one cousin was still a baby in her mother's arms.
Then I understood: everything happens at the same time. There is not past or present. It all exists together.