7/9 and 7/11

The last two days for dreams were weird. I woke up yesterday frustrated as hell because what I dreamed seriously ticked me off. I had been walking down the street in my parents' neighborhood and these bunch of guys were gathered around at one of the houses and the party spilled over into the street. These guys started heckling me- "where'd you going?" "Want to join us?" And other insinuations to where I felt threatened and even with telling them no and let me pass were not working, I held up my hand and said "see these? I'm a married woman" it pisses me off that in my sleep I have to justify that I "belong" to another in order to get left alone. Seriously, why are women still raised to believe that another male should be a protector and have claiming rights? It's not fair. This morning: I was in this home that was both familiar and not. My dad was at work and I was doing something for my mother and I had looked up and saw someone approaching the house. I don't know why, but seeing someone come made me go pull some sort of paperwork off the fridge and take it to hide in a back bedroom. I had just managed to roll it up and hide it under something when I had gotten attacked from behind and pushed down. Whoever it was had started burning some sort of paperwork out in the backyard. It took a bit before this group left and both my mother and I were shaking. I suggested that she call dad and I had the papers from the kitchen still, even though they appeared to have a bit of water damage. I still don't know what it was we were hiding.