Dreams
There’s this house that I live in, in my dreams. It’s huge, with 3 or 4 stories, and the entire top floor isn’t used yet. The previous owners moved out and left all sorts of stuff there. Last night I found their towels and photographs. The towels were under a bed, and the photographs were in the TV armoire (which also contained stereo equipment that was left behind). I usually dream about the house when I need to go to the bathroom. There’s a bathroom on the unused top floor that I always end up using.
I also have recurring dreams about a ranch. I’ve never been there before, but I know it like the back of my hand. The deer always come out at sunset, and every once in a while we see something incredible on the horizon, like a mushroom cloud or an alien ship.
I visit my ranch or my house about once a week. Anyone else have recurring dreams? What would you do if you ended up at the place that you dreamt about? Would you want to buy it and live there, or run away screaming?
December 11th, 2002 at 6:35 am
if they were dreams where i had lots of money and phat toys and was ecstatically happy, i would live there.
if it contained someone else’s stuff, i wouldn’t. i hate other people’s stuff.
December 11th, 2002 at 5:31 pm
all I have to say is 3 or 4 floors means too many stairs! lol
December 14th, 2002 at 10:08 am
I had recurring dreams as a kid — the first one, I was a superhero, and could fly. The next night, I was the same superhero, but all of a sudden I had forgotten how to fly. It was very odd.
The second one, I used to take a Mr. Rodgers-style trolley into a mountain, where there was a sort of Kid’s Bar. I’d order a Dr. Pepper, and there were stuffed animals all around. I had that dream at least once a week for a year.
Then, when I turned 10, I had a dream where all of a sudden there was a frosted glass door in the bar where there wasn’t one before, and I walked through it; there was a real estate agent showing the place around. After that dream, I never had it again.