Last night I dreamed about a really decrepit old house. This is a recurring setting for my dreams. I could smell the mildew on the books, the mold growing in the sinks under neglected piles of dishes. It was cold, poorly heated if at all, poorly lit. Winding stairs led down to the basement, I could vividly feel the cinder blocks of the walls, I noticed the rust spots on the big water heater.
In these dreams, there's often plastic tarps covering doorways or wall sections. Nothing much really happened in this dream, except her husband (probably dead by now) kept appearing and vanishing each time I thought of him, but I don't think that part means anything.
These aren't picturesque haunted mansions, they're wet, dank, musty homes, often with sections of wall rotted away. This one was an older house, pre-WW2; usually they're newer tract houses from the 60s or 70s.
Last night's dream was different- the dream is typically the house I grew up in, but in total decay. This was a friend's house, an elderly lady who passed away over ten years ago; the house was near the shore, I could smell and feel the ocean breeze outside. Paint was peeling around the windows and door frame, all the rooms were filled with clutter (old books, boxes, furniture, empty glass cups; old-style glass in blue and green) She was showing me around the place, but I don't remember anything she said.
In these dreams there's ALWAYS water damage; I mean BAD water damage, sometimes massive, where the whole roof will be full of holes, or the entire outside wall falling off.
This house was huge and confusing, with way too many rooms.
Here's another odd thing; it was on a familiar dream-street, a street where other dreams have taken place. There's a convenience store a few blocks down the road; I've parked there in other dreams (to read a map!) but never gone inside. There's a consistent geography to my dream-world that I've actually mapped out on paper.
Think this means anything about my psyche? Sorry for the wordy description, I wanted to show how unbelievably vivid these dreams are every time.
In these dreams, there's often plastic tarps covering doorways or wall sections. Nothing much really happened in this dream, except her husband (probably dead by now) kept appearing and vanishing each time I thought of him, but I don't think that part means anything.
These aren't picturesque haunted mansions, they're wet, dank, musty homes, often with sections of wall rotted away. This one was an older house, pre-WW2; usually they're newer tract houses from the 60s or 70s.
Last night's dream was different- the dream is typically the house I grew up in, but in total decay. This was a friend's house, an elderly lady who passed away over ten years ago; the house was near the shore, I could smell and feel the ocean breeze outside. Paint was peeling around the windows and door frame, all the rooms were filled with clutter (old books, boxes, furniture, empty glass cups; old-style glass in blue and green) She was showing me around the place, but I don't remember anything she said.
In these dreams there's ALWAYS water damage; I mean BAD water damage, sometimes massive, where the whole roof will be full of holes, or the entire outside wall falling off.
This house was huge and confusing, with way too many rooms.
Here's another odd thing; it was on a familiar dream-street, a street where other dreams have taken place. There's a convenience store a few blocks down the road; I've parked there in other dreams (to read a map!) but never gone inside. There's a consistent geography to my dream-world that I've actually mapped out on paper.
Think this means anything about my psyche? Sorry for the wordy description, I wanted to show how unbelievably vivid these dreams are every time.
