Before sleeping I remembered how I felt angry as a child. I had two fantasies. One that I could keep little people (like in the book and movie "The Borrowers") in a bureau drawer in my bedroom and take them out and put them away when I was done playing with them. (Starting at about 10 years old, I was in charge of babysitting my 3 younger siblings while both of my parents worked or went out. I hated it, wasn't really taught how to do it, was terrified doing it and yet was not given a choice). The second was that I could freeze time and motion, and people, so that I could do whatever I wanted and have whatever I wanted and take whatever I wanted without anyone noticing.
I dreamt that I walked into a warehouse or workplace and in a large conference room in the back I saw men in light grey suits making plans to drop bombs. I said to myself "Let's get out of here" and walked out. I then go into a store...in front of me are a crowd of artificial white Christmas trees...it might be artificial snow painted on real or artificial green trees...I can't tell. Hidden in the trees a tall figure emerges...a woman in a white bonnet and cape...her face the blackest Big Bad Wolf. She or he reaches out her right paw with long claws towards me. I hear a female voice say "Go ahead...touch it."
