Dream: December 24, 2007
This was a long and involved dream, and vaguely unpleasant, but I can't remember many of the details. It featured a filthy lake, overgrown with weeds and covered with floating trash, that somehow I fell into. I then somehow got some of the disgusting lake water on to the jeans of a woman -- I didn't know her, but she was the wife or girlfriend of a friend -- who got pretty pissed about it (even though, at least in the dream, it wasn't my fault; it was an accident).
The dream also involved my riding the elevator in a subway station -- how many times have you ever ridden an elevator inside a subway station? -- packed with friends and family, as if we had all come from the same event. Someone in the elevator was wearing a t-shirt with excerpts from a Shakespeare concordance on the back. I don't see that shirt becoming a bestseller anytime soon.
A friend of mine was supposed to have ridden the subway with me. But after we went through the turnstile, he changed his mind, and offered some excuse for not traveling with me that struck me as somewhat lame. So I was left to ride the subway by myself.
Finally, there was a part of the dream where I was riding a short bus. But it wasn't short enough -- the bus driver wanted to parallel park it in a tiny space in front of an apartment building that the bus driver thought was being vacated. But I didn't think the owner of the car -- who was standing near the car in his pajamas, and carrying on a conversation with the doorman of his building -- was going to be vacating the spot. It seemed to me that he was maybe getting something from the car, or asking the doorman to keep an eye on the car. In any event, the spot would have been too small for the bus.
