Do I Dare To Dream?

OK, I admit that I am not above stealing ideas from other blog to use here. However, I usually like to give credit where credit is due. On http://satellitesistersblog.blogspot.com/ two of the sisters had dreams that bothered them and asked the blog readers to interpret the dreams. I have been having a lot of dreams lately covering animals, women, and relatives. While the idea to ask you the readers to interpret my dreams isn’t really original the dreams certainly are! These are dreams that I’ve had all in the last week:

Let’s get the animal out of the way first. A cougar. My dad and I were having a cup of coffee in his living room. We decided to go for a walk. We opened the front door and as soon as we opened the door an angry cougar came running towards the door with teeth showing. Dad quickly shut the door. Then we watched through a window as the cougar just sat there watching the door. Dad and I hugged and then watched out the window for the longest time. I remember asking dad, “what are we going to do?" Then I woke up.

My dreams covered two women. Two women I don't really know. The first involves a woman that went to the same high school as I did that I haven’t seen since high school. Well maybe once at the ten year reunion but I don’t really remember. Some background first. I wasn’t that popular in high school. I didn’t hang out with the social elite because I was so shy. I didn’t hang out with the reject tough kids because I didn’t smoke. I was in limbo pretty much by myself. Maryann the focus of the dream was extremely popular. She knew my very popular brother but I don’t think she knew I existed. Now the dream. I am at a restaurant. It is Sunday brunch. I am alone, reading the newspaper. Maryann comes over, sets a plate of food down in front of me, and said “I’ve been watching you and thought you could use this. It is so crowded in the buffet line I thought as long as I was there I would get you a plate.” Everything I liked was on the plate. Then I woke up.

The other woman is one of the blog hostess of a blog I go to. I’ve never met her or her dad. There is a motorcycle in the drive way. I’m apparently at her parents’ house. I am walking through a long hall way and see her dad sitting in a bedroom. I go in there and confront her dad. “You have been extremely mean and confronting since the minute I got here. You have treated me like crap and I’m here to tell you that I’m not going to take it anymore.” Then I woke up.

Now the relative and that would be my brother. I’m at home. My brother is sitting at the kitchen table eating breakfast. I ask him how he got here. He doesn’t respond. I told him that he couldn’t live here because there just wasn’t enough room. I didn’t even ask him what happened to his wife. He starts to cry. I wake up.

OK, now that I’ve bared my dream soul, it is time for to tell me if I need to seek out help! What do you think those dreams mean? Why would I dream of two women that I don’t really know? What does the cougar mean? Where does my brother fit in? Be kind or brutal but be honest!