Dream Journal 12-13-2006
This is an ongoing dream journal tracking dreams over a 20 year period. Disclaimer: Any reference made to a person living or dead is purely the work of my subconscious and should be taken lightly. I have omitted last names to protect the innocent.
I am babysitting a baby named Willy Peanut. I am washing my hands in the kitchen sink with Willy in a front facing sling around my neck. Willy slips out of the pouch and goes down the drain! I am mortified at the thought of sharing this news with Mom and Dad. This is certainly the end of my baby-sitting career.
Frantically I tear the pipes apart and soon I am covered with rotten food and smelly hair. Miraculously I find Willy, but she has shrank to the size of a baby mole. She is also translucent white like a jellyfish. My anxiety grows because the child is no longer lost, but has now mutated.
The living arrangements in this dream scenario are somewhat unusual. Perhaps it is an apartment, or maybe a split level house. I live on the bottom level with my Wife, Willy’s Mom and Dad live above me, and Mimi lives on the top level.
I have a strong instinct that the only way to keep the baby alive is placing it in a fishbowl. I see the parents of Willy approaching. To my enhanced horror a second mutation has occurred. Willy is now a white shark with a saw shaped nose.
