If we were having coffee today I’d tell you about the dreams. Oh, not any dreams. I guess we all have repetitive dreams, but last night I had more of a repetitive theme dream.
These revolve around finding some hidden section or room of the house. Sometimes it is the current house, sometimes it is some past house, sometimes it is even (this will sound silly) some other dream house, a place that seems familiar from past dreams.
These are funny after I wake up, I mean, the notion that a room or in some cases a vast network of rooms, might exist. I guess psychologists would read a lot into that. Our house is cluttered, I guess deep down maybe I really wish I had extra rooms. It wouldn’t have done much good in last night’s dream, the rooms were cluttered with broken furniture and leftover debris.
This dream even had another level. Not another level to the dream, another level to the rooms. During the dream, after marveling at the find, I later went back and looked a little closer and found a stairway and another set of rooms off to the side and below. I guess within the context of the dream it makes sense. The first one was supposedly outside an upstairs window. When outside I had noticed something hanging near an upstairs window. Later I remembered and sought to go out and take it down. The additional level provided access from below. I didn’t get a chance to do more exploration before waking up.
I have had another series of dreams where there were vast furnished rooms branching off a hidden corner hallway, easily doubling, perhaps tripling the size of the house. Oddly, for some reason, it occurs to me in the dream to go into this area and I keep wondering to myself why I don’t use these rooms more. I had a dream once that a house we had looked at when we were house hunting had a complete and fantastic basement section. The house itself was somewhat lacking for our purposes but this basement section made it a no brainer that we should have bought that house. In the dream, when I found this out, I got miffed at the real estate agent for failing to show us the extra rooms.
Anyway, this was so vivid, it was just on my mind when I woke up. I need to go look around now, to make sure I haven’t missed anything in the twelve years since I moved into this house.
What sort of repetitive dreams do you have?
Thomas Fenske is a writer living in North Carolina. For information on his writing check out his web page at http://thefensk.com