Locked doors


"Sleep, sleep, I know that I'm only dreamin'. "

Last night I was scrambling for my sleeping bag that was tossed on the sofa of the apartment I don't have. Matthew (the big do nothing guy of old) had just arrived and climbed through the window. The window detail was incredible in my dream. I can still see the wind-out mechanism and the brushed aluminum frame that is so typical of a cheap apartment building. Anyway, Matthew climbed in as the Lord of the Rings behind the scenes DVD was ending. I explained that I was going to sleep at Lisa's house. He told me he needed a place to sleep because Cassie (his wife) was angry with him and he was moving out. I told him he could sleep on the couch, but what I meant was the couch as Lisa's house. In the dream it WAS the couch I was just sleeping on in my non-real apartment. I meant THAT couch. But I also meant that he would be sleeping at Lisa's. "Crashing on the floor" as it were.

The main emotional part to the dream was the leaving. I was in a panic to find my socks. I was looking for my keys and couldn't find them. I explained to Matthew that the keys I hadn't found would work at Lisa's house because she has no locks on her door. Therefore, the non-keys would work. In the dream it was as if I had found the non-set of keys. There was the finding event I mean, though there was no object found. Emotionally it was still a finding and then a reasoning that no keys must fit no locks...or all locks that aren't there. In terms of psychological placeholders, it was working in my dream.

We left my apartment but couldn't lock the doors or windows of the place as (again) I had no keys. We ran around the inside and locked every door from inside and then we were going to climb out the window when I woke up.

Posted: Wed - November 19, 2003 at 07:13 AM      

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