Dream Journal: Road Trip (Not)
Aug. 5th, 2013 03:27 pmThe motifs on this one are so transparent there's no point in trying for a symbolic analysis.
The dream starts out in what must be a sort of family Christmas gathering context (except it otherwise feels like summer time). My immediate family is present and a group of cousins are visiting ... leading to a peculiar digression where we discuss social customs around whether one enters a house by the front door, the back door, or by coming through some gap in the back fence and in through the garage. I'm wrapping up a present that is some sort of IKEA-like kitchen table ... except that I'm wrapping it up unassembled and carefully wrapping each individual piece separately (including screws and bolts), labeled so that they'll be opened in order for assembly.
This segues into my conclusion that I desperately need a three-week road trip vacation for the sake of my sanity. I'm going to be accompanied by my youngest brother and one of my cousins and I start micro-managing what they need to pack for the trip. Then we have to go see my insurance agent for some reason to do with making sure my insurance will cover everyone who might be driving. And then it occurs to me that I need to contact my employer about the trip ... at which point I remember that I don't have any unscheduled vacation days left in the year, much less three weeks' worth, and that three weeks is a bit more than I could get away with calling in sick for. End of dream.
The dream starts out in what must be a sort of family Christmas gathering context (except it otherwise feels like summer time). My immediate family is present and a group of cousins are visiting ... leading to a peculiar digression where we discuss social customs around whether one enters a house by the front door, the back door, or by coming through some gap in the back fence and in through the garage. I'm wrapping up a present that is some sort of IKEA-like kitchen table ... except that I'm wrapping it up unassembled and carefully wrapping each individual piece separately (including screws and bolts), labeled so that they'll be opened in order for assembly.
This segues into my conclusion that I desperately need a three-week road trip vacation for the sake of my sanity. I'm going to be accompanied by my youngest brother and one of my cousins and I start micro-managing what they need to pack for the trip. Then we have to go see my insurance agent for some reason to do with making sure my insurance will cover everyone who might be driving. And then it occurs to me that I need to contact my employer about the trip ... at which point I remember that I don't have any unscheduled vacation days left in the year, much less three weeks' worth, and that three weeks is a bit more than I could get away with calling in sick for. End of dream.