stwange dweam.
Jun. 27th, 2004 06:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
hyuriI was running around the apartment (for some reason we were living in one again) looking for a bathroom. finally I gave up and ran outside and over to another building, up half a flight of stairs and into a (strangely) third-floor apartment with a sign on the door that said "YOUTH CENTER" instead of an apartment number.
I've seen this place in my dreams before, but I always just blew through and out the back door which goes someplace completely different (don't ask; I don't know). this time, I stopped and looked around, and it was a symmetrical two-bedroom apartment with the bedrooms on the right side as you enter, one door at the front and one at the back. and a bathroom in the middle, which is what I wanted. for some reason I also knew that each bedroom had a bathroom, but no relevance.
so I went in the bathroom, cleared out my bladder, and then noticed that there wasn't a back wall, just a railing separating it from a master suite. so being the nosy person that I am, I slipped by the railing and went exploring.
first room I went through was like a formal dining room, which didn't seem at all strange at the time, then I ducked into—I think—a bedroom. I say "I think" because the very first thing I saw was a bookshelf to the left of the door, and that's about all I noticed. so I took a look. and I read the backs of a few books. and that was the first thing that actually seemed strange in the dream, because I wasn't seeing gibberish that my mind interpreted as text, but actual text. I remember seeing the shapes of the letters.
then I heard soemthing from the main room of the apartment, and I headed back to the bathroom to leave. for some reason, my (paternal) grandmother walked into the bathroom like I wasn't even there, and ignored me when I tried to get her attention and tell her to get out. so I walked out, ducked around someone (anonymous, shadowed female), and left. I walked back home to the apartment I started in, and woke up.
after I woke up, I went and told my parents about the dream, and they said it was weird and seemed kinda upset when I told them about it. then I noticed that the house was looking more and more like the apartment I started the dream in, and I woke up again. for real this time. but it was like 0200 or 0300, so I went back to sleep. I had another dream, but I don't remember it.
and for some reason there's this mental image of a young honey-blonde woman hovering over the whole mess. I really don't get that part.
I've seen this place in my dreams before, but I always just blew through and out the back door which goes someplace completely different (don't ask; I don't know). this time, I stopped and looked around, and it was a symmetrical two-bedroom apartment with the bedrooms on the right side as you enter, one door at the front and one at the back. and a bathroom in the middle, which is what I wanted. for some reason I also knew that each bedroom had a bathroom, but no relevance.
so I went in the bathroom, cleared out my bladder, and then noticed that there wasn't a back wall, just a railing separating it from a master suite. so being the nosy person that I am, I slipped by the railing and went exploring.
first room I went through was like a formal dining room, which didn't seem at all strange at the time, then I ducked into—I think—a bedroom. I say "I think" because the very first thing I saw was a bookshelf to the left of the door, and that's about all I noticed. so I took a look. and I read the backs of a few books. and that was the first thing that actually seemed strange in the dream, because I wasn't seeing gibberish that my mind interpreted as text, but actual text. I remember seeing the shapes of the letters.
then I heard soemthing from the main room of the apartment, and I headed back to the bathroom to leave. for some reason, my (paternal) grandmother walked into the bathroom like I wasn't even there, and ignored me when I tried to get her attention and tell her to get out. so I walked out, ducked around someone (anonymous, shadowed female), and left. I walked back home to the apartment I started in, and woke up.
after I woke up, I went and told my parents about the dream, and they said it was weird and seemed kinda upset when I told them about it. then I noticed that the house was looking more and more like the apartment I started the dream in, and I woke up again. for real this time. but it was like 0200 or 0300, so I went back to sleep. I had another dream, but I don't remember it.
and for some reason there's this mental image of a young honey-blonde woman hovering over the whole mess. I really don't get that part.
