Dreamed Davie and the Raccoons

Dear Dream Drob,
I was asleep and dreamed these things:

Christy and David on a bus going somewhere, I'm in the seat in front of David, he's sitting next to a woman we both know. We're all making up a song together, but David keeps giving the woman hugs, like they're best pals. I think he's trying to butter her up.

We arrive at a mossy bus stop, with walls made out of bricks and wooden drawers. I take my gum out of my mouth. I start pulling the gum apart and notice it's getting bigger and bigger. I think it's because I'm getting more air bubbles into it. Now I have a huge ball of gum that I can throw. I throw it somewhere! It's evening in a park, lawns and lamps, and some stretches of sidewalk.

David and I follow it and he throws it into the bushes! A Miyazaki raccoon emerges from the plants with the huge gum in it's mouth. He's an old man raccoon next to another younger one. Oh! No! That raccoon could die if it eats the gum, I think! So, loudly, in my best dog trainer voice I say, "Drop it!" The raccoon drops it. Then I say, "Stay... stay..." and pick up the ball. I throw it away in a trash can thinking maybe I saved it's life.

In the capital and the forest

I was driving around Washington DC in a bus at night, with my sister and Cassie. The bus driver was one of my professors, and we were supposed to go on a date after he finished his route. It became very late, and I had to decide whether to stay overnight with him in DC or to take the last train back to Baltimore with the girls. First I decided that I would stay, and then I changed my mind and decided to return home. As soon as I knew that I was going to leave, the spell was broken and I had no idea why I had been tempted to spend time with my professor in the first place.

Then I was driving with David through a redwood forest, along the edge of a mountain. We pulled over next to a very long, steep dirt road leading down into the trees. David got out of the car, walked over to the road, sat down, pushed himself off and slid down through the trees so fast that he was quickly out of view. I followed, thinking as I sped down how difficult it would be to climb back up later. At the bottom of the road was a narrow beach, and I slid right past a fat black seal into the water. We were in a small, sunny cove, with a high stone wall about fifty feet out that prevented us from seeing the ocean beyond.