Thoughts on life from Pat Oaks
It was one of those dreams that a person often has just before waking.
I was in New York City. A group of friends were with me. These friends were new to the city and didn't know their way around. We got onto a train and were standing in the aisle waiting for the train to leave the station.
I looked out the window and one of the girls who was in our party was standing on the platform looking scared! I started banging on the window and yelling to her "Get on the train! Get on the train." Just then I looked and the conductor had his head out looking down the track. (The conductors do that on the trains in NY to be sure all is clear before shutting the doors.) I started yelling at him "tell her to get on the train."
He either didn't hear me or ignored me and he shut the doors. The train left the station and I turned to the rest of the people with me and said "we'll get off at the next station and go back and get her." But...they all looked at me sadly and somehow I knew that we couldn't go back.
I interpreted this dream immediately. I may be wrong but I don't think so. What do you think?