Where's my dolly?

So it's been a while since I've posted.  And for a while I even thought I might delete this blog and not bother. But last night I had a dream that was very interesting and I kind of want to write it down while I remember.

I was at some kind of antique show or craft fair type thing with my family, including my niece as well as some of my former students were there with us as well.  I'd found a couple of like yarn dolls that had themes like Gone with the Wind and Wizard of Oz.  Then we lined up to buy things, and you had to put your stuff on this conveyor belt, I guess like a grocery store, except for that it went in kind of a square for the long line. When I got up to the front, I realized one of the dolls had fallen off or something so I ran back in line to try to find it.  I asked one of my students to watch the other doll while I went to look. I couldn't find it, and when I got back, the students had gone up to pay, and my other doll was nowhere to be found.  I just knew someone had taken it, so I started walking past all the other people and looking at their piles to see if I could find it.  When that didn't work I went and sat at the cash registers and watched every purchase. Eventually everyone was through, and other than a couple suspicious acting people, I never found it.  Meanwhile my family had left me and went back to our hotel.  So I had to find a way back there.  When I got back I was kind of mad at them for leaving.

Before I left though I had to go get my car, and it was parked up on a hill that I had to climb up, and it was hard, my fingers were digging through dirt.  I think that bit of the dream came from watching the new show Zoo last night, when the two characters fell down the hill.

Later in the dream I was at a movie theater and getting in line to see a movie I wanted. Now this theater was on a hill, but it was also, when I left, in a real shopping center in my town, that is actually kind of down a hill.  So who knows.  I had ridden a bike there and people were asking me how I was going to get home, and I showed them the bike and they were impressed I would ride that far.

Those are the main things I remember. 

Go figure

So it seems as soon as I start a blog/journal to write down my dreams, dreams that I've remembered very vividly all day, well now I wake up and can't remember much from them.  But I do remember a bit from last night, so I will write that today.

What little I remember is that I was for some reason living in a house still with my brother.  And I had come home to find a bunch of his friends, guy friends, and one girl, the girl that I have not so good memories of from high school, hanging out in our house.  And I told them they needed to leave, I was going to bed.  I guess they were kind of hanging out in my room, or my area of the house.  And they just refused.  So I told them I was going to call the police.  For the most part they just kept hanging around kind of getting into my personal space. There was a bit of a sexual overtone with the guys, and the girl was just kind of mean girlish like I remember her from school.  Finally, one of them said, "we'd better go guys, she did actually call the police last time we were here."  Or he said something like that.  And then it was like he told about the experience, so they finally left.

My own analysis of the dream pulls from the movie that I saw last night.  I saw the movie Unfriended, which is basically about online bullying, as well as ghosts coming through the computer to get revenge.  So I'm guessing the mean girl from my past came from the mean girl/bullying in the movie.  The calling the police probably came from the movie as well. Because they did call the police in the movie to come to one of their houses.  Some of the guys were guys from my past, guys that do tend to show up in my dreams a lot.  Probably because of the fact that these guys were a big part of my college life and definitely were a pretty intense part of my life at the time.  So much that those years and times are never quite out of my mind.