I'm in a big home that has a sort of country sense to it. Shane and Kattie come into the house; I feel not wanted and try to get my things together so I can leave. I know they do not like me and I do not like them. I'm hurried to get my clothing on to go outside, its cold out there in the cold canadian winters. I have thoughts of going out to a barn and just smoking a joint and waiting for them to leave or until jim comes back home.

Instead of leaving and getting all dressed in winter clothing, I stop and grab a can of paint and a brush. I go over and ask Kattie if she minds me helping her paint the window frames with her. When I start to paint, it mixes with her paints and I get rainbow colors. I try and paint more white to clear it all up, it still comes out rainbows.

*Not sure why I'd dream of these people of my past, especially when we do not like each other.

dl.