Dream of: 21 May 1983 "Lugubrious Moaning"

Upset because Louise had left me somewhere, I suddenly awoke and realized I had been dreaming. I was lying in a bed in the upstairs bedroom of the House in Patriot (the home of my maternal grandparents when I was a boy). Louise was supposed to be lying beside me on my right. I reached out for her, but only the covers were there. I thought, "Well, this is just great. I wake up in the middle of the night and she's not here. She's supposed to be here."

I rose from the bed and began trying to figure out where Louise could be. I saw two other beds in the room and someone sleeping in one. I looked in the other bed and saw Louise in it. She had awakened at the same time and raised herself up. I walked over to her and asked her what she was doing there. She indicated I had been bouncing around in the bed and she hadn't been able to sleep.

She rose from the bed and stood beside me. It made me angry that she would have left my bed. I pushed her back into the bed, walked out of the room and headed down the stairs. I thought she might follow me downstairs, but I didn't really think she would. I began thinking about the idea of establishing a permanent relationship with Louise, but it bothered me that she had left my bed and gone to another.

I walked into the living room downstairs and lay down on the couch. My uncle George was lying in his little bedroom next to the living room and my brother Chris was sleeping on another couch in the living room. Suddenly Chris began talking. At first I didn't understand what he said, but then I understood he was talking about land and a person having some land. It seemed strange to me he would be talking about that. Suddenly I realized Chris was dreaming and talking in the dream.

Louise crossed my mind and I thought, "Yea, I've been thinking about how a man needs some land. If Louise and I both had some land, would she just get up and leave like she got out of the bed and left?"

As I continued trying to listen to what Chris was saying about land, I realized I was holding a fork which was sticking straight up in the air. I looked toward the kitchen door; it was open, but the screen door was closed. I thought someone might try to break in and bother us; I thought about how humble the little home was and how people usually broke into wealthy type homes. I thought people like that got caught fast and put in jail, so there probably wasn't much to worry about. I thought, "But it would be really strange if on this one night someone would break in and I'd be lying her with a fork and maybe I'd have to defend myself with this fork."

I then heard a lugubrious moaning which was coming from outside. At first I thought the sound was the wind but then realized it was something else. Finally I concluded it was a dog lying outside moaning.

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