Day 24: Meeting Hickory

I awoke this morning from a very vivid dream in which I was at a party in St. Louis. The party was in a huge modern home on a hill* overlooking the city. For a while I mingled with other people, then I sat in the living room on a long white sofa which was flanked by two red chairs. A glass-topped coffee table sat between the chairs. I may or may not have had a glass of wine in my hand.

At some point I decided that, since I was close to Hickory’s house, I’d take a walk and see if I could find it. I did, and spoke to her three children about the unusual rocks found in the yard. I found a circular shaped one, turquoise and white, with a hole in the middle. One of her daughters said it would make a good pendant. Then I remembered that Andrew had gone to day camp there and Hickory had taught him all about these special rocks. I asked the kids where their mom was, and they took me into the house to find her. I thanked her for teaching Andrew about the rocks. She was busy and I had to get back to the party.

When I got back to the party, everyone was on the balcony listening to Donald Trump who was standing on a platform on the balcony. I remember becoming furious that he was at this party — was he even invited? If so, why was I invited? I remember balling up my fists wanting to cause pain before I left the balcony and headed to the kitchen where there were others who were just as upset as I was.

Then there was commotion in the living room and DT was lying on the long white sofa sobbing. We were all asked to sign statements that we would tell no one that we saw DT in tears.

My entire day was clouded by this dream, but at least I met Hickory and that was delightful.

*Are there even hills in St. Louis?

2 thoughts on “Day 24: Meeting Hickory

  1. Oh, Dona, that’s so funny to read about. But I can imagine it would not be so funny to experience as a dream. I hate how the emotions (fury etc) can stay with you after you wake up. But yes, I am jealous that you met Hickory, and her children we’ve got to know virtually.


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