Dreams and Relics

I slept from 4AM to 2:00pm today. I had an epic 3-part dream...one involving camping or Vermont, some rustic yard setting. Then I was being chased through an "artsy" city with a large body of water running though it. By a flying demon abominable snowman evil creature. But I could fly too, and it was as though being over the water was more unsafe, no where to hide in the open space. It was easier to hide behind/in buildings. Then later we discovered he couldn't really see me--he could only recognize me by my eyes, my open eyes. I have no idea why he was chasing me, or what would happen if I was caught.

The second part, I was more of a "refugee." There was a forest-covered small mountain within a stone wall...there was a building with an elevator...I was not the only one on the run, I was with other people being chased, we were hiding from a group of people. Some of us were in danger but other weren't, and they were helping us. I can't remember the reason for the discrimination. I was able to successfully hide in a ditch by covering myself with dirt and mulch and leaves. The bad people had left the enclosed area and I ended up safe. When I was trying to run and hide, I felt so sluggish like I physically couldn't get there and do it. I've felt like that before in my bad waitressing nightmares. I just can't make my body move to get to the table fast enough, even though the consequences are huge.

What do you make of this?

My mom gave me a stack of volumes of The Workbasket from 1955-1956ish, I looked on Ebay and determined that they are not worth anything really...but then I opened one and was instantly inspired. Retro patterns, information on how to make things...valuable lost information. Also funny things like an advertisement for "Fat Girl Diets." There was an article on how to make scented salt beads...which I think is just so cool!!! New project that does not involve me inhaling silica particles!!!