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Wednesday, February 02, 2005

Trips around the elevators

Last night I had the coolest dream. I like to think of my dreams as real world because in some sense they really are something you experience.

The dream somehow started with me in an elevator. When I got to my level to get off I noticed everybody in the elevator was getting off to. As soon as we stepped out there was a huge line. I have no idea what the line was for but all of us from the elevator knew that we had to stand in line.

I thought to myself there's gotta be a better way around this. So I told the group that I was going to search around to see what's up. And that's where the fun started. I started going up and down elevators and across levels in search to find out where I was at and how to get around the long line. I spent my entire dream doing this.

The interesting part was all the people I met in the elevators. There was a girl in one elevator who seemed very depressed. She carried this barbie doll and didn't speak a word. Here eyes were black.

In another elevator an obese woman stepped into the elevator looked at me and socked me in the mouth. I remember feeling the pain in my dream.

Another elevator had an old man who I talked a bunch with. He had so many answers for the questions I had.

Getting off at one floor I saw a really nice looking girl playing guitar. I wanted to introduce myself by I missed by the doors closing.

In my entire dream I was wandering around this building meeting people in elevators. It was very adventurous. It lasted long enough to meet some of the characters again.

One trip around I saw the depressed girl again. This time she was happy and as she looked over to me she tossed out her barbie.

I ended up getting a smile for the obese woman who socked me. On another trip around I saw the pretty girl again playing guitar. This time she was sitting talking to a guy and as I glanced around I noticed he played guitar too. There were sitting in some sort of coffee lounge area.

The building I was in was quite large...it reminded me of the Luxor in Las Vegas. It had the same kind of theme but was very modern.

I guess I could relate things back to my real life for analysis but I won't...I think it would ruin it =)

1 Comments:

At 1:12 AM , Blogger TaB said...

For a moment I thought you meant grain elevators, do you know what they are? I bought a book about them and their history in Canada.

Well written RC Cola, I really enjoyed this post, I'm a bit of a novice dream interpreter myself. Going up in one is usually associated with good things, or mind set (contented etc), going down can mean all kinds of oddities and not necessarily bad either. Seems the texture and substance the elevator has means something too, i.e. metal or wood, or colour etc. Reminds me of that great Aerosmith song.. go on, play me a tune music man.. ;)

 

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