Gun

September 29, 2008
I dream I am in a hilly yet urban snowy area with a grid of trails and steps and tunnels and fences. In this community, everyone is playing a war game. We all have guns and we are all attempting to shoot each other as we come around corners. I am shot, blithely, by a young man laying in wait for me so the game appears to be over for me. I get up and start walking towards the fence. I can’t get out, but I chip away at the fence so I can get a look at the other side where there seems to be a thriving, happy city. I’d like to break through the fence, but gendarmes are there to prevent me from coming in.

March 8, 2000
I dream I live in a cross between my parents’ house and a college dorm. I have a relationship with a sexy but elderly woman who likes helping me with my teaching. After a long day of her mentorship, I get an inkling that she wants to go to bed with me. I set the alarm and she comes into my bedroom to give me a gift. It’s a gun. I don’t want a gun, but I don’t want to seem ungracious. The landlord comes in and pressures me to accept the gun. I never have sex with the mentor.

February 3, 1994
I dream my life is the plot of a new action movie and I have an auto body repair business right in front of my high rise apartment building. I have a disgruntled employee who threatens to kill me with a rivet gun. He stalks me through the building and I hide in crawl spaces between staircases. He is never far behind me, but he doesn’t catch up.