Dream: Jan. 26, 2008
I am driving in a fancy neighborhood with a female co-worker trying to get to my parents’ house. We drive one block past the street the house is on and then turn left into a campground that features many small cottages. We go to a gray wooden yurt.
She takes toys from my van and gives them to the people at the house next door. They must have children.
A squirrel eats an acorn and stares at me from the ground. I am inside the yurt, looking out a window at him. Then another squirrel comes into view, and a third. They are all staring at me.
We cook and clean dishes and pots and pans inside the yurt (there is only one room). Squirrels come into the yurt through the open door and stare at us. More and more come in and they start to sit on a ledge about eye level that rings the inside of the yurt.
I get the feeling they are not happy with us. They do not attack, but they stare in a threatening manner. Finally, there are 25 of them encircling us. I fear they are about to attack, so I leave the yurt, while the woman stays inside.
I get a wrench from the ground and hurl it at the outside of the yurt, hitting it and making a loud noise. This scares the squirrels and they scatter.
There is no longer anything to fear.
