Dream

Posted on July 25, 2013 in Dreams

While I make an announcement about the support group, the members begin to meet with some new people.  I finish my work just in time to see the newcomers get up before the end of the meeting and go to an outer area to eat pancakes with blueberry syrup.  I feel hurt.  The leader of the newcomers listens to me as I explain that they need to stay for the whole meeting.  He says they don’t want to follow my rule, so I suggest that they could start their own group.  The leader — who looks like a young Stephen Jobs in a blue suit — likes the idea and proposes they hold their meeting on the same night.  I try to convince him that this won’t work, but he just keeps shaking his head.