So i had this dream the other night. We had just bought a house (not sure who “we” was, but anyhow.) It was huge.
It was so big that after I moved in, I realized there were whole parts of it that I hadn’t even seen. So I started wandering around trying to find out what was there.
I saw a woman walking through the house, up ahead of me. I followed her, passing through long hallways and up some stairs. She never turned back to look at me and I never tried to get her attention, just followed.
She went through parts of the house I’d never seen before.
Finally, she ended up at an apartment – like a studio apartment. Still inside the house. And then I knew that she lived there. She and another woman – it’s not clear in my mind now if I saw the other woman or if i just knew about her, like it can happen in dreams.
I was glad they were there, glad I’d seen them. I think the woman and I exchanged greetings, and then I woke up, or the dream shifted, and that was all of that.
In the morning, I just thought, “weird, weird, weird.” Then i remembered the little bit I think I know about dreams. So the house represents me. And the women that I hadn’t met and don’t know much about would be parts of my own psyche. Parts of my self.
I think that’s pretty cool.