The Dreamers

in my dream last night i made friends with this boy. we both seemed to be about 13 or 14. he was a little odd, turns out he was from a highly religious family who were only in town for a wee while and were struggling to find the place they were meant to be staying at because they didn't like to use cellphones or the internet and didn't understand the technology at all. when the mum needed to use the phone, she called the operator to get connected, even though the number for the house was on a pamphlet in front of her.

I remember driving with them to get to the lodge they were staying at. I think I was acting as somewhat guide. not sure how I got in their mega van, was obvious they didn't like me much. driving along super fast (whenever i'm in a car, it's always someone else driving and they're always stupidly out of control - nothing different in this dream) and sometimes careening off the road, driving along in the ditch. everyone in the family seemed totally accustomed to this kind of driving. i was crapping my pants.

spent a good amount of time hanging out with the boy, felt like we were super close buddies, also felt like he didn't really get his family much.

had a confrontation with the kids of the family, i had to get a bag of stuff from their house they were staying at, and they had tipped it everywhere. i was picking it all up when they encircled me and told me to go away, to stop corrupting their brother. they were really menacing, i just wanted to get my stuff and get out. one of the girls kicked me hard in the back. i flipped out, grabbed her hair (also seems to be a theme in my dreams, is me retaliating to violence by hair pulling...) and then left.

wandered around in the dusk sobbing to myself and trying to find my friend to tell him to go home, and that i wouldn't be hanging out with him any more. finally found him, he could tell i was really upset but i wouldn't tell him why - just told him to call his family and go home. he seemed really sad, but did as i asked and left.