Dream – Christmas morning

I guess this dream was about finding things.

The first thing I found was the glass bowl I regularly use for my regular breakfast of oatmeal. There was just a tiny bit of oatmeal remaining in the bowl and I was trying to remember if I had eaten my breakfast today, or if that was yesterday’s breakfast. And I did not want to eat 2 breakfasts. It was too distressful to contemplate and I don’t think I arrived at a decision.

The second thing I found was a pair of noise cancelling bluetooth headphones that has been missing (in non-dream life) for several weeks. It was under a table and I swear I must have looked under that table 10,000 times. And then in non-dream life, I had thought that perhaps it was stolen. I don’t think any of my friends who had visited would steal it. Or if they did, they would tell me about it. Which would make me glad because then I would feel like I was giving something to somebody, instead of taking. always taking. Perhaps I deserved to have things taken away.

And then I thought about the one non-friend who had been in my apartment. This young man or woman named Casey who I hired from Task Rabbit to assemble a piece of furniture that was beyond my mechanical aptitude. Perhaps the headphones were in the room where Casey was assembling and they just happened to slip into their toolbox, either purposefully or unpurposefully. I tend to give people the benefit of the doubt most of the time, but there was something off about this person. something not quite right. Although they did an excellent job with the furniture and I even gave them a 5 star rating.

And then, in the dream, once I found the headphones, I thought that this meant I could return and get a refund on the replacement headphones I just ordered from Amazon. I sure could use those $200 which I really should have used to pay off credit card debt.

Not once had I thought about donating the $200 to people in need. Perhaps Casey was there to tell me I did not deserve the headphones, or the oatmeal or the $200 refund. I should probably thank them for that.

About The Lost Pedestrian

In my wanderings throughout the moments/days/years, I try in earnest to find the mystical within the mundane and the mundane within the mystical, oftentimes confusing one from the other. I have wandered and roamed through many a city, many a town, in a state of wonder and bewilderment, without necessarily going anywhere. I am easily lost, but eventually found. (I am guessing you have just found me). My sincere hope is that you will find Something in this warehouse of thought, memory and false memory, words, numbers, tangents, murmurs, echoes (lots and lots of echoes), voices, dreams, and other paraphernalia.
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