First dream Making lasagna noodles. Mom and i are in the kitchen of the Manassas house. There’s a large wooden block in the center of the kitchen and mom has the top of it covered with rolled out pasta dough. She’s just finished rolling it out and is beginning to cut long strips. As she cuts the strips she hangs them up around the kitchen to dry. She hangs them on anything – cupboard handles, around the necks of bottles under open cabinets, over the top of cupboard doors… anywhere. I take one of the strips she’s made and roll it up and ask “what kind of noodle is this called, when lasagna is rolled up?” and she says “it’s still a lasagna noodle” and (disappointed), i unroll it and hang it back up to dry. I have an idea that rolled up and deep fried it would be something new and different. Mom leaves the kitchen so i take over cutting the strips and hanging them up. I’m running out of places to hang them up so i check some of the noodles that’ve been hanging up for a while to see if they’re dry enough that i can move them to someplace else. All of the ones i check are kind of dry along the edges and starting to get that curly look that lasagna noodles have but the center part is still soft. Just as i’m thinking that i’ll maybe drape the newest noodles over the milk jug and juice bottle inside the refrigerator mom comes back in the kitchen and shows me i can just hang the newer noodles right over the already drying noodles.
Second dream Death dream. I don’t remember most of the dream. I’m in a rustic house. It seems familiar to me in the dream but awake i don’t know the place. There’s a lot of stone and wood. I’m with a group of men. A band? Another man is standing outside waiting for me. I recognize him from another time. He doesn’t talk and is a very gentle spirit. He’s come to take me somewhere and i want to go with him. I’m writing a goodbye note on a blank sheet of white paper. It’s a kind of suicide note explaining that it is a good thing and for people not to be sad or upset. I don't think i'm going to die as much as 'move on' - in my mind there's a difference but i know that my friends and family won't see it that way. At the end of the note (the writing takes up the entire page) i ask that they take care of my cat but if they think that will not be possible, to send him to me because he could come with me where i’m going.
Third dream Barney Fife/Keystone Cops. People are in a line paying their bills to a man sitting behind a card table. Each person put some bills (1’s and 5’s) in plain white letter-sized envelope and hand it to the man sitting behind the table. Barney Fife realizes he doesn’t have the cash but knows he has money in the bank. He decides to break in to the bank and get his cash. There’s an alarm system but he knows how to avoid triggering it. Barney, Floyd, Howard, and Goober go over to the bank. Barney goes inside. There are two “vaults” but they’re really more like jail cells. Two rooms, full of shelves, covered with steel bars. Barney (except now i think it’s the quiet man from the death dream) scales the front of the first vault and reaches through the bars and grabs some loose cash out of a box. It’s a cardboard bank box and besides having a jumble of loose bills there are buttons and paper clips and other desk junk in the box. As soon as he gets the cash, he steps down onto the floor and the alarm goes off. Floyd says “Why did you do that?!” The ‘gang’ peeks around the back of the building and see an old fashioned ladder truck racing across a field leaving a plume of dust in its wake. Barney/quiet man says “It’s Andy! We have to get out of here” and realizes that if he’d taken the money from the second vault, the alarm wouldn’t have gone off.
At first, when i woke up, i thought the quiet man was Death but in context i believe he must represent The Fool. He was familiar to me and i felt like i knew him, that we’d met before. Good omen, representing trust. I don’t understand the pasta dream. Maybe it has to do with making decisions? The keystone cop-like dream was more of The Fool and maybe symbolizes “dramas” people create unnecessarily? Because Barney HAD the cash but it was in the bank. He didn’t need to “steal” his own money. Maybe that dream was a result of the man in the Chevy Silverado that was harassing me on the road yesterday. Stupid scary rage-filled jackass.
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