Thanks Ogre, I Was Already Late!

I am in a kitchen with a female like unto my mother and a male like unto my brother. We are all getting ready to go (and all to separate places) for the day. I'm trying to get ready but the woman tells me I needn't rush so. I start to comply, but then I notice something and tell her. "How can I even know what the real time is, every clock in here is different!" She doesn't think there is a problem with the time. I am unsure what to do now that I do not even know what the real time is! So, I just keep trying to get ready to go. *** I don't notice a scene change but things change a bit. I am still trying to get out of here and so is the other male, but the house is different OR we are in a different part of it. We are almost ready to go now when I realize my shoe is untied. I stop and bend down to tie it when I hear a horrific roaring sound. It's a bizarre sound indeed, it doesn't really sound human. It startled me, but I go investigate. The other male is silently behind me at a short distance. I get into this room and there is what I feel is an OGRE. I am not sure what it is except it is big ugly male and mean. Huge! But now it's seen us so we have to deal with it. We have to outwit it somehow. We notice it's shoes, so we decide to offer to help it with it's shoes. But what we were really going to do, what I was really going to do, was tie it's shoelaces together and around something to slow it down at least. So, I'm working on that but we still need to go! The Ogre is getting restless and I'm not getting anywhere with my tying project. So I give it up as a bad job. Then the Ogre moves his feet and is not stopped so I hit him on the head a few times until he is knocked out. *** We HAVE to get out of here! But we realize lights have been left on. So, we go upstairs to turn them off. But one standing light won't turn off, the switch is faulty, so the other male comes to aide me even though he is late as well. He holds the lamp as I try to follow it's cord tangled up with others so I can unplug it, which I finally do. So, we can go now, right? That's when I realize I have two different shoes on. My brother says no one will notice, but I go to my room and find a matching pair and figure I'll put them on later. I went through two rooms to do this and turned on the lights, but coming out I keep missing the wall switches as I am rushing out. I finally get them and rush to the exit. *** At some point the other male has left, maybe only a few steps in front of me? But I am in a kitchen that is open to an entertainment room on one side and has a screen porch on the other (where the exit is). I give up. It's too late. I'll never make it now. *** I am in the same place in the entertainment area, but I am not entertained. I can't find anything to do to distract me from feeling badly! Just then something flies into the cords to the side/back of the entertainment center. I go to investigate. It is a bird! So, I gently talk to it, letting it know I am going to help it. It seems to understand but it is also a bit woozy. Otherwise it seems OK. I gather it up in my hands and walk to the exit. It is talking to me a little, but I forget what it was saying, nothing really important just talking. It flies out of my hands once I enter through the door into the screened in porch. I am not sure if I let it go too early or it escaped too early, but now it was trapped inside the screen porch. I told it I am still here, and would still help. So I went over to the exit and opened it for it and coaxed it to freedom. It thanked me. But I am still stuck in a place with different times on the clocks so I have no idea what time it is, or even the day! And as I walk back inside, I am not sure what I am supposed to do! I consider going to ... wherever I was going to (school? work? or what?) but I figure it's too late so I'll just stay here. Wherever here is. So now I feel displaced. My last thought/feeling is hoping the woman doesn't come home too soon, and to make sure the place is neat for her return. But, then I wonder if the woman will ever return. Maybe she has left forever. *** I wake with this ... maybe she isn't coming back, maybe she has left forever.

Her Cure

The female figure in this dream reminded me of a real-life online friend for some reason. It starts like this ... I think I am stirring in bed so much that I give up and get out of bed. Going into the bathroom, I take a look in the mirror in passing -- but wait! Is there ... is there something on my face? Looks like a thin layer of slightly glowing white patches, like a fungus or something. Oh my gosh what the heek! Then I am startled by a phone ringing. It is my cell. It is a female friend. She wants to see me, to bring her something. It sounds casual but it has the edge underneath of being an emergency. So, I am back in the bedroom suddenly clean and dressed and I walk into my living room and flip through a book and find what I am looking for and pull out a page. It doesn't rip out, it pulls out. It is a few pages long, actually, and I know I wrote it for her. Now I am on the road. For a moment I was in the backseat driving, but then that scared me so I somehow moved to the front. Next thing I know I am where she said we would meet. It is a absolutely gorgeous day, and the area is like a park or common area. It is grassy and undulates slightly like green ocean waves. But ... where is she? Have I come at the wrong time, appeared in the wrong place? I call her, but it says the number no longer works. I start to panic, I start to worry I have been fooled again. But no, not her. Something must have happened, keep the faith. Keep the faith, calm yourself, breathe. I keep the faith I breathe again I calm myself down. That is when something pops into my peripheral vision, I turn my head and look. There is something about 300-500 yards away. I see a kind of cart, I think it is to sell things, but I do not know what. It is a big wooden cart, old-fashioned but looks brand new. But that is not what attracts my attention. It is the female figure by the cart. There is something about her ... She has a light around her head ... an aura ... a halo. It is the most beautiful blue I have ever seen, with royal purple lines like sun beams in it and a golden-white glow to it. At first that is all I see, that overshadows the facial features. I walk closer slowly feeling gentle awe ... and suddenly I am by the cart. She is behind the cart. She is shaking. "What's wrong, dear one?" I query. "My father said I could go outside but my dad wouldn't let me. 'You are only 14 and you will mind me.' says my dad; 'Go on out and play, it will be ok.' says my father. So, here I am; but I have to go home to face my dad." "It's OK! You are actually over 18 (24 to be exact) and thus free to live your own life as you see fit. You know this in your heart and this is why you are out on this beautiful day." "I don't know." and she turns her back to me. "I don't think I'm ready!" "You are a beautiful soul, surely you know you will be ready one day?" "Yeah-yes." "Then why not today, on such a beautiful day!" She turns her head towards me and I see a ghost of a smile, but then she turns back away from me. "I brought you what you asked for; what I was told to bring you." "Oh?" I hand it to her, she turns at the torso to be able to take the papers, then turns back away from me. I hear the rustle of papers as she reads them, and turns the pages. Then she turns around with a big smile on her face, pressing the papers over her heart and says "Thank you!" and as she says that, the papers seem to kind of melt into her heart. But then when I see her looking at me, I recall the weird stuff on my face. I quickly turn my back on her. "What is it? What's wrong?" "I am a sinner I am sure, I don't want you to be harmed by me." "It's OK, that can be all in the past. Now is now!" "I do not think I am ready." "A friend once told me something,and it applies to them as well: 'You are a beautiful soul, surely you know you will be ready one day?'" "I guess." "'Then why not today, on such a beautiful day!' ... with me here with you. I have just the cure if you'd just turn around, silly!" I hesitate. I can't hurt such a wonderful person with my issues. Then, it hit me, that is exactly right! I CAN'T hurt such a wonderful person with my issues! So, I turn around and face her. And she says "Here is your cure." and she hugs me. I think I am crying, maybe I am, but I realize it is a melting sensation all over my face. I am sure it is that weird stuff on my face melting off. But as that is happening I am stirring awake. I try to stay asleep but the dream fades away and I give up and get out of bed ... for real this time. The time is exactly 8:00.