Last night I had the strangest dream.
I was in our city's public library. Now you have to realize that our library is a gorgeous three-level structure that is an absolute joy to enter. This building in my dream...yeah, not so much. It much more resembled a carnival fun house. There were so many levels and no elevators...just dozens of narrow, spindly staircases that led nowhere, weird turnstiles, and all sorts of traps and sharp obstacles sticking out from everywhere. Every turn brought something new and terrifying.
I'd like to say that I made it through the maze unscathed, but that wasn't the case. It was difficult. Torturous. And the goal - the prize - was just to get in there, to be surrounded by the books, the words, and the knowledge.
The meaning of the dream probably has something to do with riding the rollercoaster of terror that comes when you put yourself "out there" to be accepted or rejected by others...as well as fighting my own fears and insecurities.
Most of us dream...occasionally we even remember them. What odd dreams/nightmares have crept into your sleeping mind? Leave a comment and be entered to receive a copy of Open Proposal!
