Last night’s dream:
I’m walking up and down curved sidewalks, in a town I don’t know. I see a lady through a dirty window of an empty apartment. She’s cleaning. Old violin and guitar cases are on the covered porch, looking dusty and hot. I start to pick up a violin case, just to see if the weight is heavy enough for it to be occupied by a violin. I open it.
The violin is curvy, like the sidewalks I am walking. It smells like Spruce and dirt, a heavy scent that almost makes me sneeze. For a split second, I think of taking it due to it’s obvious abuse. It’s wasting on a sidewalk porch, and I’ll give it a better home, I’m thinking. I look around at the other cases, wondering what they hold. I think better of taking it, and put it down.
The lady inside cleaning walks out to the covered porch. She’s a happy woman, with a grin like she knows me. I ask her about the instruments. She speaks to me as if I’m an old friend, telling me to take some of them. All of the sudden I feel like I shouldn’t. Oh no, I say, please let me pay you for them. No, take some of them, she says. I notice she doesn’t tell me to take all of them, and begin to wonder what she’s going to do with them. I ask. She tells me that the owner is someone else, but she’s sure she doesn’t mind, as she is on her way to take them to a shop. I ask which one, and she points to a few, one of which was the one I first chose. I’m happy. I pick it up to leave, and she points to another part of the porch. It’s a jewelry table, she says. Take it!
I wake up.
Oh wow. A happy dream.
gaily
it is nice to have a happy dream-I should write down my dreams-I usually get up in the morning because I am tired of dreaming-the last thing I remember when waking up this morning was having a dream where I was passionately kissing a woman-strange-I do have sex dreams but this was not a sex dream-it was a love dream-peace
Comment by darkcloud — June 16, 2009 @ 7:27 pm
I guess I need to check over here more often. How are you?
Comment by tcbntx — June 16, 2009 @ 11:38 pm
I really enjoyed that. I would write down some of my dreams but they are far too bizarre for even myself to follow, nevermind anyone else! Last night I dreamt I was trapped inside a potato- Need I say any more?
Comment by becky lines — June 18, 2009 @ 11:08 pm
Are you musical?
Comment by Elegies — June 19, 2009 @ 1:33 pm
fine, TCB! Saw you on facebook…
Becky, hmmm…I’d work on that one if I were you.
Elegies, yes. Why?
Comment by gaily — June 20, 2009 @ 9:38 pm
I just thought that music means a lot to you if you dream about it. Did you play the violin at all?
Comment by Elegies — July 1, 2009 @ 12:35 pm
I am learning to play my daughter’s violin (am still not good), but I was trained in piano and have played guitar since 14 years old…
Also just got a hand-made electric mandolin from my brother-in-law for my birthday. I do love music…of all genres. Thanks for commenting, elegies. I still miss js and all my js friends. :/ Are you on facebook?
Comment by gaily — July 2, 2009 @ 1:25 am