Last night I dreamed that Manchester gave me a pet baby octopus as a gift. Unfortunately he already bought the octopus before the tank was set up. It was reminiscent of the time in real life Manchester wanted to give me goldfish for my birthday but to this day has the tank sitting on his living room floor with no fish. So the small little octopus was kept in a plastic bag filled with water at the store, waiting for us to set up the tank. I kept going back to the store every day to check on it, but I noticed it was changing from a blue/purple color to brown and was moving around less. Eventually I told the store owners to put the octopus back in the tank or it would die. As one of the owners released the octpus into the tank, instantly it started to get better. The brown faded and the inky color came back, and it was swimming with another octopus, which I assumed was its mother. At this moment in the dream I realized that the octopus symbolized my relationship with Momo. I felt relieved and happy that the octopus was doing better, but I felt extremely sad that it wouldn’t be my pet.

Dream: My mother, brother, and I were riding on some type of train to do a Buddhist missionary trip.  We had rented a bunch of Buddhist paraphernalia in order to set up an altar at our destination.  While on the train, we met up with a guy who was from the same town as my parents.  He joined our group as well, but I had a feeling that he was a criminal and possibly a drug dealer.  Later I realized that he was trying to get us to smuggle drugs in our luggage for him.  At one point we had to pack up everything and get onto another train.  We left the Buddhist items behind because we had rented them.  The owner from whom we rented indicated that they couldn’t be bothered to pick up the belongings, so my mother said perhaps I should take some of the items, but I decided that it would be a better deed to leave them in the hopes that some person would find them and find a better way of living.  As we were packing our belongings onto the train I was frustrated and worried.  The workers were making me declare each item that was in my luggage and enter it into some kind of computer attached to an x-ray machine.  The process was difficult, and I was frustrated.  I was also concerned that perhaps the man from my parents’ hometown would have put drugs in my luggage and I would get blamed.  Eventually, I got on the train and my mother made my brother and I live in the same car.  It was a huge room with glass doors that would face the ocean for most of the trip.  I found the room to be aesthetically displeasing, but I realized that there was nothing I could do about it.

Analysis: I’m not really sure what this dream means.  I think the x-ray machine must represent something about transparency and true motives.  Perhaps the train car I was living in represents something I’ve always believed about aesthetics.  I generally am against things like hair dyeing, heavy makeup, fashion, etc.  I once wanted to become a home decorator or interior designer, but I realized these careers focus on materialistic desires and highlight things that are ultimately unimportant.  I myself have always had concerns about the aesthetics of my living environment, but I’ve come to realize that outside of the basic comfort needs that a person has, a particular style or particular items should not be necessary.  I’m really not sure what the hidden drugs in this dream mean.

Dream: I was at the courthouse, but the building looked surprisingly like an old high school.  There was a room with lockers for each lawyer.  I was very concerned because we had books and papers in them, which were very important.  I was having some anxiety because I couldn’t find my locker.  My boyfriend came to his locker, so he tried to help me find mine.  As that was happening, Ms. Helpful came over and began flirting with my boyfriend and distracting him from helping me.  It seemed like he was doing his best to get rid of her, but she was quite persistent.  Ms. Helpful offered a few comments about my locker, but none of them were anything useful.  The whole time I was just staring at how yellow her blonde hair looked under the lights in the room.  It seemed like it was glowing a fake yellow-orange.  Eventually she went away and my boyfriend and I spoke to a worker who told me that my locker had just been moved, although my boyfriend argued that we had already checked the spot where the locker was allegedly relocated.

Analysis: I guess this is a general anxiety dream about losing things that are important to me.  High school was a time of great anxiety for me, which is why I think I appeared to be back at high school.  The prosecutor was annoying because she was constantly smiling, even as she was hurting me by flirting with my boyfriend and distracting him from helping me with the task of finding my locker.  I like this prosecutor in real life as much as I like most of the ones I deal with, but I do have to admit that sometimes she comes off as being fake.  She tries to appear genuine and helpful, but sometimes she seems patronizing.

Dream: I invited a prosecutor I work with daily, who I’ll call Ms. Helpful, to come to dinner at my house.  Unfortunately, I still lived with my parents.  My parents lived in a very nice house, but I was embarrassed that they were not making more of an effort to be hostpitable to my friend.  My parents sat in front of the TV and did not get up to meet her.  I told my parents that we were hungry, but they did not help cook or find food.  The prosecutor then went into the bathroom, left the door open, and I watched her peeing from where I stood in the kitchen.  Then she came out and my parents suggested that we make pizza.  The pizza kit we had involved significant preparation, and I was surprised that the prosecutor didn’t seem to know how to put it together.  She acted like she knew what she was doing, but I noticed that she was puting the pizza together upside down.

Analysis: The prosecutor in this dream is someone with whom I get along, but at times I think she tries to suck up too much.  She always holds herself out as being extra helpful, but I have rarely seen a case where she actually helps the way she says she will.  In general I think I have some anxiety about friends meeting my parents and going to their house.  Soon I think my boyfriend is going to come to their house and meet them for the first time, and I’m nervous about it.

Dream: I was under a blanket in bed when I realized that there was fire that was crashing down on the blanket and all around me.  I was able to crawl away and get out of the house, but I felt so weak.  Once I got some fresh air outside, i realized that my brother was sleeping in the same room and that I had to go back and save him.  I was able to reach him and tried to wake him up by shaking him and yelling, but he seemed dazed, so I had to drag him out.  Once he was outside we saw that our parents were safe, but my brother started crying that I should rescue our cats.  Just then firefighters managed to put out the blaze, and I saw one of our cats out in the garden.  I knew that they would all be OK.

Analysis: This is the second dream I’ve had recently about saving family members from a life threatening situation.  In both dreams it seems like no one takes action except me, even when there are factors holding me back, like my phone not working or being in a daze.  I don’t know why I keep having these dreams.