Disturbing dream

Okay, I'm only posting this here because I'm sure it means something, and I've spent all day trying to figure it out.

I am traveling down a railroad track near the family cabin. Something happens, but I don't know what it was. When I wake up, I am in the cabin with my paternal grandfather and grandmother. I'm dressed in a yellow night gown. I can see and here everything around me, but for some reason I can't communicate or make myself understood in any way. My mind is still working, but everyone is treating me as if I wasn't there or something tragic happened.

In any case, after I leave the cabin, I go to a Dollar General store with my brother and sister. For some reason, this store has floors. I break off from them and go to the elevator and choose the second floor. Here the dream breaks off from me, and I see my brother and sister conversing with each other.

My brother speaks first, he says, "He must remember what the manager did to her."  (Apparently my subconscious still has trouble with pronouns as well.  Then again, my brother would never refer to me as 'her.')

My sister just says, "I'm glad she remembered something.

I think this dream was about feeling powerless, and it might have been my subconscious trying to deal with all of the frustrations in my life at the moment.

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I went into Wal-Mart this morning to pick up milk and butter. Since it was the day after Easter, I decided to pick up some discount chocolate on Cheap Chocolate Day. I go into the clearance aisle with my cart, and move out of the way to avoid some older women coming through. While trying to back up, I move into a display that I didn't know was behind me, unfortunately, I also push my cart into a woman with a mobility scooter. Now, I laugh at myself because this is what I always do in situations caused by my own clumsiness, but the lady in the scooter takes things the wrong way. I can't really blame her, but I do apologize because I really just didn't see her there.

She says, "Sure you are, that's why you're laughing." Now, I realize she's got issues which is why she's using a mobility scooter, and she's probably got plenty of other reasons to be angry. I just say "Bitch" and wonder off to look for some other things I actually *needed* in the store. I come back later, and the woman backs her scooter up into my ankle braces.

"Thanks for running into my ankle braces," I say, as I walk on my way.

I hear her mutter, "Sorry."

If there's any moral to this story, it's that I shouldn't have been buying clearance Easter candy I didn't need just because I wanted a cheap supply of chocolate. It could be a lesson that I need to work on my responses, or it could simply be a lesson that the lady was dealing with her issues in her own way.  I do not know the story of that woman.