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monsters under the bed
Jan. 22nd, 2003 12:02 pmI wouldn't call it a bad dream, at least not in that cold-sweat, white-knuckled, wake up screaming sort of sense, but it was one of those dreams where the intensity was amped up a bit more than usual, and some repressed bit of psyche was let loose -- running rapaciously as symbol and metaphor in my subsconscious, intent on imparting some lesson.
It was that dream where you converse with animated trees under an autumn sky, and the leaves they shed are prisms of the choices you made long ago, and the leaves that remain are the choices left in your life, and they grow fewer as time moves on.
It was that dream where a person who vanished from your life re-appears suddenly, and you didn't realize that you missed them until then. And your sleeping mind suspects that this is a dream, and if it were, you don't want it to end, but like Orpheus turning around at the last minute, you just need to know.
and so I woke up, and lay in my bed, thinking about the images, inverse shadows flashing behind my eyelids. And I start to fall asleep again, knowing full well that the story will just pick up again, but also remembering that it is just a dream.
It was that dream where you converse with animated trees under an autumn sky, and the leaves they shed are prisms of the choices you made long ago, and the leaves that remain are the choices left in your life, and they grow fewer as time moves on.
It was that dream where a person who vanished from your life re-appears suddenly, and you didn't realize that you missed them until then. And your sleeping mind suspects that this is a dream, and if it were, you don't want it to end, but like Orpheus turning around at the last minute, you just need to know.
and so I woke up, and lay in my bed, thinking about the images, inverse shadows flashing behind my eyelids. And I start to fall asleep again, knowing full well that the story will just pick up again, but also remembering that it is just a dream.
