dreams
ok so two days in a row I have had trapped in a basement dreams. In the first I was living with Grandma Webster, a women who as she has gotten older has decided that no matter how little money she has she will buy as many things from catalogs and walmart as she can fit into her house. You cannot walk in her basement in reality, yet in my dream it was worse- and I was obsessed with taking a shower in the basement so much so that I kicked out the wall to get at the bathroom only to find that the shower was filled with bicycle parts and the clutter was multiplying exponentially so I was slowly suffocating. In the second dream I was building a basement on the house I live in now but I forgot the stairs so I had to climb in a window. It was completely empty, sterile and cold. Once I climbed out I found myself sitting at a table with a little richard impersonator (only he had dreds) and another person who I couldnt see because he/she was sitting in my blind spot and for some reason I couldnt turn my head. The richard wannabe was telling me that I am going about doing my dreds the wrong way- to which I told him I do not have nor do I want dreds. He and I argued back and forth while we waited for our food. Then he shoves away from the table and says- this is the way dreds are supposed to look- you do them THIS way!- takes off his hair and throws it at me. I realize that his makeup is all over the hair and now my hands and wake up disgusted but laughing. does this make me crazy? you knopw they always say that dreams reveal our inner thoughts and feelings- who we are or want to be. If that is the case am I afraid I am turning into my grandma? or am I reading too much into everything. Maybe I jsut need something to obsess over because I spend too much time alone in my brain.