follow the money - dream
Dream 12/18 4:30 amIn the dream, I was at an airport with a group of people I didn't recognize who were "my friends". There was a lot of rolling luggage. One "friend" had two million dollars in a small rolling case. I really liked the case. It was about the size of an old-time cosmetic bag (larger than today's) made of light-brown leather. It reminded me of a cross between a treasure chest and a cash register, because when you unlocked it and opened it there were drawers. I didn't actually see the money, but was fascinated as to how the thing opened into drawers. While we were talking, one of the other "friends" disappeared with the case. I left all the other baggage behind as I chased after this person, who could be either a true friend and helping to move the luggage, or a fake friend who was really stealing the loot. I could move swiftly without having to deal with the other people and trappings. The airport was fantastic and colorful with lots of lights and colors and fine things in shops, similar to Philadelphia. I didn't have to turn to other possible directions because for some reason, this airport had only one main route to the gates, and as I raced along, I realized how strange that was and then that this was a dream. I wondered why my mind decided there would be no alternate routes in this dream, and pondered the meaning and feeling of guilt of being partially at fault. I should not have assumed that the trust between friends protected them from ripping each other off, and should have been watching more carefully. It was inevitable that she would be found, since there was really no where else for her to go. (I didn't get the impression there were really any planes at this airport.)
I woke up.
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There's a lot of day residue in there:
The idea of baggage and relationships was likely from a discussion with another about how it was that neither of us would likely have serious relationships in the future because we've never really had good ones in the past, and we were both sort of old to suddenly be good at it. We both decided that we probably felt more anxious with relationships than without them.
The airport was another conversation with a person whose flight was cancelled in Las Vegas and she spent 7 hours waiting for another flight. Also, the airport took the souveniers that she had just bought at the airport because they had liquid in them - some dice floating in water and some lotion. That would be upsetting. The absence of planes is also explained by this conversation.
I don't know how the lovely luggage and two million dollars were invented.
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