20150801 Dreams
I dream I am having
a party at my house. Me and Patti are together but it is still
generally recognized as 'my house.' In the dream it is a large
estate on a hill that overlooks an ocean. People are dressed well, especially women I notice are wearing dresses that flow in the wind. Like something out of antiquity.
After I have two
beers Patti puts me in a cab to take me home. I am perplexed by this
and I tell the cab driver that I am not drunk and that we just left
my house. He drives me to an ampartment, it is very small and dark
having space only for a roll-out bed and a bathroom and a
kitchenette. I look around and at the head of the bed is a beautiful
balcony.
I thank the driver
but tell him he has to take me back but that maybe the reason this
mistake happened was to show me this cramped but somehow wonderful
apartment.
When we get back to
my house, I try to pay the driver but he refuses my money and says he
only wanted to help me.
I think this is a
dream of my own death. That was my first thought when I got out of
bed. That would make the cab driver Charon but he refused to take my
money so I do not think it is about an imminent death, just a way to
look at it when the time comes. Returning to the place we all come
from, returning to the sea.
I had another dream after this and even though I was thinking intently upon it as I woke up it left me quickly as the idea to write it down came to me. It had something to do with feelings of shame and all eyes being upon me.
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