I wrote this down fast, so I could tell y’all…
Who is this man that lives at the top of a mountain, in a house with a screened porch, that I visit in my dreams?
He wears glasses, is disheveled in appearance; perhaps scholarly?
He is always reading. He looks up when I come in, but never says anything, just glances up for a second, then goes back to reading.
I always sit down on a lumpy but comfy couch and start reading myself, but do not recollect what the subject of it is afterwards.
The same book or a different one?
I don’t know how long I stay because I do not notice a time change. (day or night, morning or afternoon) but, it’s always slightly raining when I take my leave.
I do not receive a glance from the reading man at my departures or I don’t notice any, I guess.
Earlier, at the beginning of my dream I guess it’s the beginning, get this; after parking at the bottom of the hill (I’m always in my big truck) I trudge up the shoulder of a 4 lane highway to his house BUT when I leave, I go down a rain soaked hillside.
I even recall that the first part has a small drop off that I must navigate. I even remember the wet GLISTENING stones I take care not to slip on as I land after the first little jump down.
The descent is not treacherous, just slippery in spots.
Now, my truck is parked in what looks like a dirt outcropping, instead of the earlier paved spot, now barely big enough for my truck to fit.
This time, when I went to start my truck, the battery is dead!
I try to let it roll forward to pop the clutch, but instead I roll backwards toward a van sitting behind me that was not there when I had parked earlier or noticed while coming down the hill.
I cranked the steering wheel to miss the van, which whomever is inside it has been apparently paying attention and moves out of the way, avoiding being hit.
I finally get the truck stopped after a second or two. Only a slight dream heart attack…
Thank God there was no huge cliff to plummet from in this dream!
Anywho, the truck is still dead and I’m wondering what I should do when I ALWAYS get a message on my phone.
It’s a Pic of the mystery man sitting on the passenger side of a car reading a book, don’t know if it’s the same one he’s always reading, there are kids all over the back seat in different poses of kid activity, and a disheveled lady at the wheel, looking at the man out of the corner of her eyes like drivers do, evidently saying something…
I start thinking about the truck not starting again when IN MY DREAM MIND, I say “this is just a dream, wake up” I wake up, and the truck starts just fine.
How come I can remember this dream?
Plus, it’s the only dream that I can recall that doesn’t include, falling off a cliff, falling off a Rollercoaster that is above the clouds, a tornado, or being a man that can fly but not land…?
2 thoughts on “The Awake Place?”
Dream interpreters often say that you are each character in your dream, just different facets of you or your perceived images of yourself. You might look up the characters in a dream book and see what it says.
I learn so much from old people… 😬