Someone said that the worst thing for other people to hear is your own dreams; it's boring to most people. The meaning behind the dream seems so obvious the other person while you're still trying to convince them of details they'll never understand, let alone that you yourself understand. So on that note, here's my dream from last night (it was just so vivid and beautiful, much more so than previous dreams that I feel the need to share and again, as I have mentioned before, it's my blog and I can whatever the hell I want)......
The dream starts with a slew of people I know and am friends with
(their exact identities are a mystery to me now), sharing a room in a hotel like situation. I'm sharing my bed with another women, in a completely non-sexual manner. We just happen to take the bed while others sleep on chairs and the floor.
In the middle of the night one of the men climbs in and starts to cuddle with the other woman, pushing me out of bed. I am half-awake and half-asleep when I start yelling at them, accusing them of wanting to sleep together for the longest time; convinced that this was inevitable.
The only person I actually know
(well, recognize in walking like) is Eleni
(a good friend for quite some time), who is sleeping on the floor. I go into hysterics but I am still not completely awake. For some reason Robert Downey Jr is there but I haven't the slightly idea why.
(there is also some dream back story with Eleni being friends with him and seeing him get arrested and bragging about how it's his 19th time - I like RDJ just fine as an actor but haven't the slightest about how or why he popped up in there - an manifestation of the bad friend or influence?)Now, here comes the part of the dream that is most important, how vivid they appeared and important these actions were in the "plot".
Some of us leave on a train, a sort of mix between an old fashion steam-train and a Greyhound bus on the inside.
The guy across the isle has a girlfriend who keep mocking oral on him and she slithers around and eventually starts getting in my space. I'm uncomfortable and get off the train.
The next moment I'm off the train, watching it leave through a tunnel.
It's very messy and dirty and there is no real platform, as if I was dropped off on the tracks. I pick up a tool or piece of wood in my hands but have no luggage or purse.
I see a crew of workers and ask them for help or directions or something. They in turn, ask if I could help them with something. It's a ladder set up a swivel chair, leading up to what looks like a barn roof
(it's a space oddly between inside and outside). On top of the roof are teeny, tiny birds and rabbits with eggs
(yeah, rabbits lay eggs now?).
I am asked to remove the eggs and am given something that looks like large, rusty old tweezers. I turn to the workers and say,
"But if I touch the eggs won't the birds not want it them?" I can't remember their response but it allows me to continue.
I climb down the steps and start to rearrange the ladder on the swivel chair but can't get the right configuration as before, settling on something that doesn't look like it should work but is steady. I go back up the ladder and see the small eggs in their nest. I turn and see a giant plexiglass container with giant guinea pigs in them, all on top of each other like lobsters in a restaurant, covered in sawdust.
I look back to my teeny nests and eggs and there are more tiny rabbits in there. I think,
"I can't move the eggs right now if the rabbits and birds are there". I get down the ladder and see a set of double doors. Before they even open, I know a doctor will walk through them. A voice, not my own, says, here they come. The doors open and a doctor walks through
(although he is dressed in traditional-looking orderly clothing). I come to find out that I've been there, in what is implied to be a hospital for 13 years.
I'm shocked. I just got there. I haven't even removed the eggs. The ladder is gone and place is definitely a huge hospital room, all mine
(imagine the main room from One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest and there you go, but nicer and less institutional looking). I look and see there have been large bay windows there, covered in muslin. I can see outside faintly.
The doctor doesn't explain to me what happened, rather voices of people who are around me but I can't place them. I ask what's been going on
(for some reason I am under the impression I arrived in 1992 and it is now 2048 - yeah, the 13 year thing doesn't add up there BUT 1992 plus 13 is 2005 which is the year I started my happy meds which I went to bed thinking I don't want to take any more which is, in turn, essentially what I think this whole thing is about).
Only one thing has happened, a small attack in a foreign country. I'm thinking,
"Hey, there should be a new president and I bet a bunch of other things have happened too!" but I get no response. I know Eleni is there too but after this I can't remember the rest of the dream.
In the end I feel liberated and ready to see what's past those double doors. All my friends are waiting for me and things seem to pick up where they left off, as if time hadn't passed at all.
It is the whiteness that I remember the most from this dream; the peaceful whiteness and how beautiful those teeny tiny eggs were and how glad I was that I never disturbed them.
The End. Alarm. Cat in my face. Friday morning.
Seriously,
In a Jewish neighborhood!
I have no idea.
