Current location:	home
Current mood:	okay
Entry tags:	dream

The rain falls. It's only a few degrees above freezing.
Why do I nearly never have activity-encouraging, nice weather on a day I'm not working?
To spare me the guilt of wasting one more easily wonderful? I want sunshine. *sigh*

Had uneasy dreams last night/this morning. Yesterday, too, but I have no clue what those ones were about. My most recent was a camping trip: cabin in the woods, Mom and Katie, other girls, other people--likely a Girl Scout gathering, but not necessarily, and not at a familiar site. I led a quest for real toilets as we were setting up, late afternoon.
I got us slightly lost.
My younger companions revealed that they were idiots who were letting me lead them blindly when they had maps. I found this out when we came across a guy and his friend, fishing, and asked if they knew the way. *flutter* Out come the maps, and a "would you show us" chorus, which was frustrating 'cause I could've followed the stupid thing had I known of its existence.
As usual, the map was an interesting bit of paper. It was in color, showing the same season as the surroundings (early Autumn), and it wasn't fixed. The guy rotated and shifted the items on the map to make our destination the center point, without moving the paper it was printed on. ...Obviously, not something print can actually do.
I realize internet, technology capabilities make this much less intriguing/impressive, but I love that this still happens in my dreams. It's recurrent.
We arrived at the fine-gravel parking lot, and met up with others camping nearby. It became a bit too crowded, so I backed away. I was waiting for some of these people to clear out. It was noisy.
I soon learned that inside the nearby building, poison ivy prevention was offered. Sounded like a good idea.
But I preferred risking the poison ivy, after all. What sort of protective measure involves power drills? Freaky. Even my dream-self thought so. Wasn't this supposed to be a cream? Or a *shudder* shot? I think it was an exaggeration of a needle...
In any case, I wasn't happy. And I woke up. Not nightmare level, not terror...but not very nice.