I was in a schoolroom with two women, one a teacher, the other a social worker.
I had met the social worker previously; perhaps I had lunch with her. I was interested in her. The afternoon went well. The class experience felt good.
At the end of the day the classroom had to be cleared out to make room for another community event.
When that work was done it was assumed that the three of us would go to dinner together. I was hoping to get to know the social worker better. I lingered at the school a few minutes while the women went along to the bar-b-que place together. There was live music there on Friday night and I just knew it would be fun.
When I arrived, there were two sinister-looking dudes standing outside. They both were wearing trench coats and were standing casually, arms folded, looking mean.
I awoke yelling, "What's going on there? HEY!"
Note:
I have resolved to try to spend time with children in order to help myself ground.
I feel that the two guys are some teeth that need worked on by a dentist. The social worker is the Healer, who attracts me immensely. The teacher is a relative stranger, but she seems like a wonderful friend. Food, especially bar-b-que, is a treat for me, but offset by the dental thing. Bar-b-que gets stuck in the teeth that are bothering me.
Dream edited for easier reading - JT, 2005
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