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Dream # 387,476,109H
I’m in a store and I see a clear cellophane bag of live snakes packed in excelsior. They are brightly colored, red, orange, blue, green, and yellow, always with a contrasting black stripe. I am afraid of snakes, but I know I need to buy the snakes. It is a test of fear, I think. They will help me.
So I pick up the bag of snakes between my thumb and forefinger and place it on the counter. I ask the salesperson, an older woman, “Do you have other snakes?’ The ones in the bag on the counter are all the same size, in both width and length.
She shows me a big bag of various sized snakes, huge boa constrictors and little racers and everything in between. They are all brightly colored too! “I’ll take them. They are beautiful.” I tell the woman knowing full well that I am very afraid of all of the snakes. I wonder how I will get them out of the bags. I wonder what they eat. How the hell will I clean their cage?
While she is busy retrieving a large fish tank from a back room, the snakes’ prospective home, I see a shiny black robotic thing zipping back-and-forth across the shop floor. It is shaped like the Starship Enterprise (kinda, it flares out like a kite). It can’t talk. It is more like Zippo Marx, you know the Marx Brother that just whistles. It frenetic and I start to laugh because I know it’s movements and sounds are the equivalent of a human jumping up and down, waving, running back-and-forth, shouting “Pick me! Pick me! Hey don’t forget me!”
Right then the woman walks out with the fish tank and I tell her, “I’ll take him too.” Pointing to the U.S.S. Enterprise robot.
She says, “Okay. I’ll clean him up for you.” In a few minutes she returns. The robot has turned into a fluffy, kinda scruffy white dog! I smile so big. The woman adds, “He hardened up over the years.”
“I guess.”
That’s it. I walk out of the store with my new snakes and my new dog.
(Oddly, every dream I had while I lived at this apartment had two parts. Must be due to my Gemini split-brain-malfunction disease. Ha!)
