Mornin'!
I have this house in my dreams. Not all of them, but a lot of them. Last night, my dream took place inside the house, but I didn't notice it until the end.
The house has two rooms in the back with windows all across the backside, and there is a field with an abandoned warehouse behind it. Last night I remember looking out the window, and seeing the sun setting over this field, and marveling at the colors, and the way the heat made blurry patterns at the entrance to the warehouse.
I was standing with someone, talking to them about the field, and this room we were in. The floor of the room tilts downward, so, when you enter the room, and walk toward the windows, you feel a slope.
I noticed wolves in the field. When they noticed me they ran to the house. I closed the curtains, and walked away.
I checked the other room that overlooks the field. In my dreams, it often has a faulty lock. The door was locked tight, but outside the window was a person I used to know. I was unphased by his presence, I think he was one of the wolves.
There was some huge sleep over happening in the house. I was breaking down air mattresses, and folding blankets. But there were interstellar dignitaries in long robes as well. It was strange.
I just woke up, with that image of the sun filtering through the blurry heat, the grass was so green, on my mind. It was really beautiful.
Everything else is fine. Uneventful, even. Just wishing for some news that we are moving away from here, and doing what needs to be done in the meantime. I might get a job at Starbucks or something while I work on my pilates certification. I need to be around people more. Talking to the cats all the time is making me feel a bit batty.
The house has two rooms in the back with windows all across the backside, and there is a field with an abandoned warehouse behind it. Last night I remember looking out the window, and seeing the sun setting over this field, and marveling at the colors, and the way the heat made blurry patterns at the entrance to the warehouse.
I was standing with someone, talking to them about the field, and this room we were in. The floor of the room tilts downward, so, when you enter the room, and walk toward the windows, you feel a slope.
I noticed wolves in the field. When they noticed me they ran to the house. I closed the curtains, and walked away.
I checked the other room that overlooks the field. In my dreams, it often has a faulty lock. The door was locked tight, but outside the window was a person I used to know. I was unphased by his presence, I think he was one of the wolves.
There was some huge sleep over happening in the house. I was breaking down air mattresses, and folding blankets. But there were interstellar dignitaries in long robes as well. It was strange.
I just woke up, with that image of the sun filtering through the blurry heat, the grass was so green, on my mind. It was really beautiful.
Everything else is fine. Uneventful, even. Just wishing for some news that we are moving away from here, and doing what needs to be done in the meantime. I might get a job at Starbucks or something while I work on my pilates certification. I need to be around people more. Talking to the cats all the time is making me feel a bit batty.