Today's dreams

[felicula]

This dream happened sometime before my son wandered in at 6:30 asking for one of us to turn the light on in the bathroom so he could go pee. It isn't really as distinct. I barely remember it.

I was going to see a band at a club. It was all wintery out, snowy and overcast. The building wasn't next to any other one. In fact it seems that it was set out in the country somewhat. The walls were dark, weathered wood both inside and out. I wasn't there with anyone I knew. The band was a dream fabrication, and not a very impressive one.

When they were done with their set, I went home, only to go back to the same club to see someone different play the next day. Same circumstances: I didn't go with anyone, and the band wasn't particularly noteable.

That was a rather boring dream. After Aidan woke us up, I tried to get back to sleep. For some reason, I get the best dreams after I've at least partly woken up. Even a dream had in two minutes worth of snooze button is often more vivid and more memorable for me.

Still, I could not get back to meaningful sleep. 7:00am rolled around. mechanchaos got up to start getting Aidan ready. Try as I might, I couldn't get another snippet of dreaming sleep in. I felt bad that I was using the desire for a more interesting dream as an excuse not to get out of bed.

After mechanchaos came back from taking Aidan to school, he set the alarm for 9:30 and climbed back in bed with me for more snuggles. I finally managed to fall asleep again.

Somehow, mechanchaos and I ended up on an airplane. I don't remember if it was like some dreams I'd had where I accidentally got on the wrong plane. Anyhow, we ended up in an indeterminate location in Europe. We were wandering around, trying to decide where we ought to be.

That faded into us waiting in a very modern looking, clean, white apartment. It was as if we were given one overnight in the place. Perhaps we were there having won a drawing or contest.

A motherly concierge showed up to take us around town. Apparently her attention was part of the deal. I was reluctant to stay any longer than we'd been given. Our finances weren't any better in the dream than they are in real life. She took this as a personal challenge, and took mechanchaos and I to many beautiful areas of town. When it was lunchtime, she left us at an outdoor table and walked into a local restaurant. She came out swiftly with a plate of assorted foods. At first I thought they were fried and started to decline them, since fried foods don't agree with me well. I stopped mid-sentence, noticing that they weren't greasy at all. Picking one up with my fork, I found it to be an absolutely delicious breaded scallop.

Unfortunately, she had to head back. The stay as it was, was almost over. I was feeling pangs of reluctance at having to return to our regular lives. Then something snapped in me. I decided, to hell with regular lives. Aidan was set up with our parents for a week. Besides, we could e-mail my folks to tell them what's up. To hell with our finances. I didn't care anymore how we'd pay for it. I just said we'd put it on the credit card and figure out how we'd pay for it later. I just wanted to stay and make a proper vacation out of it.

The sun was relatively low in the west. It was the same sort of summer/winter season that has characterized the dreams of the last two days. The land was tinged with orange, as the light hinted of the approaching sunset. mechanchaos and I had wandered up a trail overlooking snow-covered fields. He and I were smiling at the sheer sense of abandon with which we'd made the decision to stay a while.

I heard a voice behind us that turned out to belong to kolys. Someone from the place we'd stayed earlier had led him to where we were. He said dawnstar would be joining us shortly. Within minutes, she did.

The tricky part was that we no longer had the nice apartment to retreat back to. Our free ride was over. The four of us set out to find a reasonable place back in town. The first place we went to was a bit on the expensive side, so we tried another. The lot of us ended up getting one room to share.

I was in for a shock when we headed toward the stairs. Instead of nice, solid, normal stairs, the building had what looked like barely more than wood and plywood constructions hinged together. Not only did they seem poorly made, but the design meant the entire set moved each time someone moved on them. They somewhat resembled the kinds of pull-down stairs that are put up to access some attics. Still, the sign on the wall next to each said floors 2 through 23. I had no idea which floor our room was. Even going up one flight of those stairs was daunting to me.

One of the sets wasn't hinged all the way up. After a while of trying, I finally found that our room was 223. Though apprehensive about the sets that were hinged, everyone else thought this other set was fine. Thing is, the steps went to a plywood platform that was over an open space before one could reach the next set of stairs. I put some of my weight on the platform with my hands. The frame around it was thicker wood, but the inside of the platform was only quarter inch thick plywood. I could feel it buckle and bend even under the little bit of pressure I was putting on it.

Rather than try to go up stairs that would either break or turn my ankle, I decided to try to find an elevator. It took a while, but I finally found a small one tucked into a dim corner off of the reception area. I got in. Immediately, it started moving at what felt like a very fast speed. It took a moment for me to find the buttons. There were only 1, 2, and 3, hidden under a metal panel about the size of an index card, hinged to the rest of the control panel. By the time I hit 2, it was already much higher. I felt it jolt and reverse. It deposited me on the correct level. Despite it's malfunctions and hidden buttons, I still considered it a better bet than trying those stairs.

Rather than find the room, I found a common area. It was a lot like a large dorm lounge. In retrospect, it bore a striking resemblance to the main lounge in Scales Hall at SUNY Oswego. mechanchaos and dawnstar were hanging out there. kolys was back in the room. I sat down in the lounge, and finally got around to asking dawnstar how she'd gotten to Europe, knowing that as far as I knew planes weren't an option. It turned out that the seats on the boats over were more expensive than the plane tickets, by quite a bit. She had chosen to make the trip by plane. I gave her a hug and thanked her for joining us there.

The scene cut to the next day's sightseeing, but already the dream was beginning to fade. I did manage to figure out that we were somewhere in Spain before I woke up to mechanchaos stirring and exclaiming that it was already 11am.