Sometimes on the way to your dream,

you get lost and find a better one.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

weird dreams

Lately I've been dreaming that I'm living in a house where every surface is completely covered in clutter.
So much clutter that it's climbing the walls, on shelves, in every available spot.
Things in baskets hanging from the ceiling.
Window frames have cuphooks screwed in around the entire frame to hold things which can hang.
One room has a window opening onto another room; on this particular frame hangs my camera.
So, in last night's dream, I'm in this house, when I look out the window and see some kids doing wonderfully cute things that really needed photographing.
Reached for my hanging camera and it wasn't there!!
The rest of the dream was a frantic search of the entire house looking for my camera.
Didn't find it of course.
What the heck do you suppose this means? My subconscious is missing the stuff I recently got rid of?
In real life my camera is not lost. I know exactly where it is. Just like everything else that I own.

7 comments:

Melissa@Suger Coat It said...

Missed opportunity maybe. Or time slipping by too quickly. A reminder to keep your items secure. Or maybe the hook your camera on is loose.



Totally making this up. I have no idea.

River said...

Hi Melissa; my camera lives in a drawer. Maybe it's a sign that I really would like to be able to put hooks in here, but the lease prevents it. Absolutely no hooks or screws except the ones that were here when I moved in, so I can't hang stuff except the 7 photos that are all on one wall.

Frogdancer said...

I think you're dreaming about my house....

R.H. said...

I hear voices as I'm falling asleep, it's benign schizophrenia. So easily it can happen: full-blown.

JahTeh said...

Dreaming of a house means dreaming of your inner mind. Sounds like there's stuff in there that needs to be brought up from the basement, looked at and tossed out.
My therapist told me how to do that. You picture the top of your head being open to the sunshine and all the sunbeams wander around and light up all the dark corners of your mind.
I also have a bridge in Sydney I can sell you.

River said...

A bridge in Sydney you say? Hmmm, I'll give it some thought.
Thinking. Thinking.
No thanks.
Not too sure about opening the inner mind either. I might fall in and never get out.

Kim (frogpondsrock) said...

hehe That sounds like my house.