Read Her Lips

There was the end of one dream that I don't remember, and the start of another that I do....

The one that ended, ended with me on my old street in Toronto, talking to someone in a red minivan. They were up near where the MacDonald's place was, but the street was all clear, no houses, no trees, just this minivan in the driveway. And they weren't a neighbour, they were a co-worker of some sort. They called to me something to the effect of "Drive safely". My reply was "I have to watch for children now".

That somehow lead to me, E and D's sister in a big open white room, all clean and barren but for bright flouesent lights and high school desk/chair thingys. Oh and a pair of bigass pillars. It actually reminded me of the tenth floor at work. Anyway, the three of us basically looked at each other and said "so this is how we're gonna do it, right?" and we agreed. Then I grabbed E and we started backing away past a pillar. D's sister lept out from behind the pillar at us. I threw myself between her and E and we started wrestling and fighting. But the whole time we were chatting like a pleasant conversation.

Eventually I got her pinned to the wall, and for some reason we had rulers and pens in our hands. E snatched a pen out of my hand. She then wrote, on D's sister's upper lip, in red ballpoint ink "Bil this means good bye". It even looked like E's handwriting. But it wasn't Bil that the message was intended for, but rather D.

D's sister wasn't too happy about this, but as I let her up it was okay. I said to her, "remember to tell him we drew lots for how to tell him, and this is what came up".

"Yeah," E added, "we agreed."

E and I went one way, D's sister went another.

Finally bought something!

I had another of those hobby store dreams last night. The ones where I end up in a hobby store and wander around without buying anything. BUt last night, I bought something.

The store was one I've dream visited before. It's big, and I think it's a mental throwback to good old Mr Gameway's Ark in Toronto (back before it became a Wendy's). In this store, stuff is piled everywhere, and it's several floors. I was on the top floor, and there were two guys who wanted to get into the attic. The owner pointed out the ladder and said help yourself. So they propped it up and up we went.

Up in the attic was the most prized stuff. And it was there that I was browsing racks of figures and found one that I had to have. It was a woman, in a Victorian dress, and I bought her right away. She cost $9.90 and I paid it without a blink. In all my old dreams of hobby shops, I kept balking at the price. I'd never pay what they asked. But here, I paid it and was happy I did.

After this I went back to browse more, but the dream ended shortly thereafter.

So what does it mean? I mean now that I've bought something? Did I achieve something? Well, I looked at the price as important. I mean, those nines. And if you do the numerology on it, it comes out to 9 + 9 = 1 + 8 = 9 And what does 9 mean?

I found this on a numerology site (crystallinks actually)...
Nine is composed of the all-powerful 3x3.

It is the Triple Triad - Completion; fulfillment; attainment; beginning and the end; the whole number; a celestial and angelic number - the Earthly Paradise.

I like the sound of that...and I hope that it's true....