Dream from 10/16/10 that I found typed out in an email:

I was shopping with my mom at a mall and I bought a whole bag full of things that were on clearance at an expensive store, including a mini tea set.  When we left the store, I was looking through my bag of things and noticed the tea set was originally marked at $330. I freaked out because I realized I had forgotten to check how much everything had cost before I bought it.  Then I opened the tea seat and saw the mini pieces were all broken, too.  I started to go back to the store, but realizing they wouldn't let me return it because it was on clearance.  Then I pulled out my receipt and realized it had been marked down to where everything I had purchased that day only added up to $7.99 and then I was excited I had made such a good deal. 

At one point at the mall, my mom got mad at me for absolutely no reason and I got frustrated and walked out. At this point, I was holding two pairs of tennis shoes in my arms.  When I walked around the building (which was now a high school or some sort), two guys started taunting me and stole my shoes, ran away a bit, and then threw them back at me, hitting me.  Then they guys ran off. After picking up the shoes, I went inside so they wouldn't bother me anymore.  At this point, the school turned back into a mall.  I walked past the food court and saw Michelle (who I used to play dodgeball with in San Diego), but she didn't respond when I yelled her name.  Then I saw Teresa (my old roommate and best friend from San Diego).  She kinda half smiled when I yelled her name, but seemed too into her conversation to bother talking to me.  I remember being really sad and wondering why she wouldn't call me when she knew I was in town.  I headed toward the parking garage to go to my car and leave.  It was really dark inside with a long walkway (kinda of like an under ground sewage system) before actually getting to the cars.  I noticed a large man following me and tried to stay calm.  He said something but I largely ignored him and kept walking - trying to get to my car in case he tried anything.  Then, he pulled out a syringe of some sort and stabbed the needle into the back of my right leg, below the knee.  He put some liquid into me, pulled out the needle and did the same thing to the front of my left leg below the knee.  At this point, I saw that Teresa and one of her friends had been following me and when they saw this guy was dangerous, they faked the needle stabbing, too, and fell down so he would think they were harmless.  But I know they were watching me to make sure I was okay.  Whatever it was, it made my legs go numb from the knees down and I ended up falling and sitting on the curb in the dark.  I'm not sure what happened to the man, but he couldn't do anything either.  

Then it flashed to me sitting in my home with 5 or 6 people I know there.  Mr. Julian (my neighbor and old teacher from our school) and his son, Matt, who used to be a friend of mine and is now a firefighter came in with a couple other big guys to check on me.  They had heard what happened and wanted to make sure I was okay.  One of the guys with them was wearing a giant diaper (like he lost a bet or something).  Then, Matt handed me a tazer wrapped in a washcloth and told me I should keep it with me.  He said it wasn't illegal.

Last night I had a dream that the GAP at the mall was closing....except it was a salon store where you buy shampoo, etc.   It was the last day and I was closing the store by myself when a huge group of usual customers came in and surprised me to say goodbye.  By the end of the night I noticed one of the customers had left her baby with us because she couldn't care for it.  I remember feeling ill equipped to be a parent and talking to Josh about it.   He ended up going on a hike through the woods and meeting up with a wise native american woman who helped ease his worries and he came back convincing me that we should go ahead and keep this baby who needs us and everything would be okay.  I stood at the end of the trail where I met Josh that day and laid out a couple things knowing I would come back on Thursday and hike the trail myself, hoping to have the same sense of peace about the whole thing.

I also remember thinking about adoption papers and how I needed a specific folder for them to go inside my lock box where I could keep all the important information safe.