Dreams: An Introspection
Lately I've posted a couple of dreams that I had many years ago. There will be more to come, but I wanted to talk about an odd reoccurence I've noticed about my dreams. Don't get me wrong, this isn't anything I'm claiming to be exclusive to my "special" mind, but something I find entertaining.
In many of my dreams there are several different buildings that repeatedly pop up, all of which are impossible for one reason or another.
The first I want to mention is Port Authority. A building I loathe, and one that I have to travel through twice a day. If you don't know where you're going in the building it can be extremely confusing and disorientating. It's only fitting then, that in my dreams whenever I enter Port Authority, it is something like an M.C. Escher painting. In reality, I only have to take one flight of stairs and another escalator. But when I dream of this land of hate on the River Styx there are stairwells and escalators that lead to fake walls and drop passengers outside. Possibly even more disturbing, is the fact that no one in the building says a word. It is a sea of despondent commuters being ushered to and fro in metal monsters on wheel. And to be frank, other than the odd escalators, it's pretty accurate to real life.
Next, I want to talk about a hotel that I've stayed in many times in both dreams and nightmares. I wish this hotel existed in real life, because apparently I can afford it, despite how fancy it seems to be. Walking into the hotel lobby, the view is amazing, there's much greenery and even a waterfall, the concierge employees (both male and females) are modelesque, and looking up you see all the way to the glass ceiling dozens and dozens of floors up. The main thing that makes this building 'impossible' is that the guest floors don't have the opening that the lobby had. Somehow, that open space from the lobby that leads to the rooftop, is filled in by rooms on every other floor. The penthouse is accessible to all from the elevators, and its a twenty foot walk from the elevator in the open air. It is a small glass room that sits on the center of the ceiling surrounded by the empty ceiling devoid of all items typically found atop large buildings like air conditioning units, pipes, and air filtration systems. The hotel has popped up in different cities across the world, and once in Miami it had an outdoor balcony that was somewhere in the middle of the building, but showed no windows anywhere in the hotel.
Finally, I want to talk about a supermarket that is perpetually located in the middle of a snow storm. Not only that, but it is also found at the bottom of a valley with hill walls so steep, they're impossible to drive in the best conditions. Making it worse is the nature of the storm, makes exiting the parking lot even more unlikely. The interior of the supermarket is nothing unusual, however instead of being the reflection of an actual building, it is amalgam of virtually all of the markets I've regularly visited. The market is found in a mini-strip mall that has a rotating cast of neighbors on either side. The final detail about this building is that the supermarket is always closed for business, or just about to close. Whether it is from the storm or the late hour, the supermarket is always closed/in the process of closing. There's a feeling of unease every time I'm dreaming about being in this location, and its either from the storm or the closing of the market.
There's probably a wealth of psychological info you can learn about me from these little tidbits of info about my dreams. Otherwise, this is just a little entertaining something I wanted to share with you all. I hope you enjoyed.