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Dreamed a Dream
Jan. 31st, 2012 08:33 am
Laid down early last night, hoping to be able to get up early & get some stuff done. That didn't go as planned. In the two hours I did sleep, I dreamed.
It was something about my dad, meeting him at the bottom of a hill & walking up it to a town. We used the landscaping on the side of the road to make our ascent. I'm not sure why - I suppose the muddy rivulet full of debris seemed safer than just walking up on the side of the road. It reminded me of the hill that led up to an apartment complex we lived in when I was 6 or 7. Very steep. The real-life hill didn't have any landscaping - if you fell off the side, it would be a painful trip through wild blackberry brambles. Having fallen down that hill, you couldn't fall all the way because at some point, the brambles would just hold you in place, like a large, prickly spiderweb, and none of your friends would want to attempt to retrieve you in case they became ensnared as well.
But anyway, we hiked up this hill to a small, pretty, typical 1980s Washington-state looking town. In the dream, I seemed to be about 20 - 22 years old (and I was black - but that came from me watching Being Human last night - the ghost is black and I looked like her), and I had some idea that I would be able to stay with my dad. I didn't voice those plans though, because as we were hiking & walking around, he was telling me about his girlfriend & how they were moving within the next week or so.
I felt alone & despaired in the dream, wondering how I would be able to get someplace to live, and a car, and learn to drive said car, all in a week or so. Then I started thinking how lonely it would be there since I didn't know anyone other than my dad. I didn't even know my dad's girlfriend. It all felt like disappointed emptiness.
I woke up with that feeling. The sky outside is the same color as the Washington sky in my dream.
It was something about my dad, meeting him at the bottom of a hill & walking up it to a town. We used the landscaping on the side of the road to make our ascent. I'm not sure why - I suppose the muddy rivulet full of debris seemed safer than just walking up on the side of the road. It reminded me of the hill that led up to an apartment complex we lived in when I was 6 or 7. Very steep. The real-life hill didn't have any landscaping - if you fell off the side, it would be a painful trip through wild blackberry brambles. Having fallen down that hill, you couldn't fall all the way because at some point, the brambles would just hold you in place, like a large, prickly spiderweb, and none of your friends would want to attempt to retrieve you in case they became ensnared as well.
But anyway, we hiked up this hill to a small, pretty, typical 1980s Washington-state looking town. In the dream, I seemed to be about 20 - 22 years old (and I was black - but that came from me watching Being Human last night - the ghost is black and I looked like her), and I had some idea that I would be able to stay with my dad. I didn't voice those plans though, because as we were hiking & walking around, he was telling me about his girlfriend & how they were moving within the next week or so.
I felt alone & despaired in the dream, wondering how I would be able to get someplace to live, and a car, and learn to drive said car, all in a week or so. Then I started thinking how lonely it would be there since I didn't know anyone other than my dad. I didn't even know my dad's girlfriend. It all felt like disappointed emptiness.
I woke up with that feeling. The sky outside is the same color as the Washington sky in my dream.
