I was a guest at a circus but I was an actor in it. It was mostly dance and there were lots of events taking place all at the same time. My cousin, Matt, was there (Note: probably because I've been thinking of him lately and haven't connected with him in a while) and, during the dream, he was my protector. I went and performed one of my dances and then had to perform it again a second time. The second time I had a different dance partner and the moves just didn't feel right. The first time the dance was jerky and interesting and my partner and I knew just what to do but the second time, with a different partner, the dance was all wrong.
I remember that there were two men who, separately, were trying to molest me or rape me or were just plain bad people. One of them, a giant of a man - huge, muscular and almost unbeatable, had the *&&*() beaten out of him by the group that was supporting me. The next time I had seen him he had a "halo" (metal wires and screws) keeping his head in place.
I remember trying to find parking, kind of like at Wade Oval, and having difficulty finding a parking place.
There were lots of dances and circus acts all taking place but each group was kind of separate. It's hard to replay the scene in my head.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
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