Love and Mountains

I am quite in love with one of the guys in my group of friends. He has recently acquired a girlfriend who lives in another town. She comes to visit. The group of us decide to haze her a little, doing one of the crazy things we do. We are hiding somewhere next to a wedding reception. We explain to the new girl that at the beginning of the reception we run from our hiding place, up to the food table and steal a grilled cheese sandwich (is this a normal wedding reception food in this place?). She seems game for it. Then we explain that we do it naked. She’s delighted and thinks it sounds like fun. We all wiggle out of our clothes and one at a time, make a break for the reception table. We meet up on a patio outside far from the wedding, giggling like children and eating our grilled cheese sandwiches. I am still sad. This new woman seems to be fitting in fine. I get on a space ship in search of a place I can go to heal my sorrow. In my ship the computer gives me a couple of alternatives, but I don’t have access to language files for the first two. I end up at the third planet. Not long after I land a woman comes by and tells me the best place to go to heal my sorrow. There’s a woman in France (the map looks similar to Earth but is still significantly different) who can help me. If I don’t find her, I should go to a tribe in the Sudanese Valley (someplace between our India and China) for help. I go into a store to buy a lipstick. There are a number of women deciding on a color and buying this same lipstick. They are all quite rude to each other and me. I buy a color that makes them all sneer at me. I glide it on, and it looks lovely.

I am with my mom and my Aunt N, driving. We go by what used to be a mine on the side of a mountain. I tell them about my fantasy to turn an old mine like this into condos, modern spaces cut into the side of a mountain where the rock can act like as an insulator. My mom says she could never live with cold rock floors and walls. My Aunt N thinks it’s a great idea. When we get to the house, we are all getting ready to go shopping. My dad and brother and Q are there. My mom looks really cute in capri pants and this neat little jacket. I only have two pairs of shorts and a few shirts to choose from. I look a bit sloppy. My hair is very long and blonde. When I put on one shirt that exposes a bit of my stomach I am shocked to find that I’m much thinner than I imagined. I end up in white shorts and the Betty Boop t-shirt I had in high school.