September 8, 2012
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Labyrinthine
I had one crazy dream last night.
I was in this enormous theatre. And when I say enormous, I mean large enough to house an ocean (or what was supposed to be an ocean) for its production. I wasn’t me at first. I was someone else, but still a playwright. The playwright, as in my play was about to be performed.
I tore some of the material from my dress and wrapped a stone, something that had engravings on it, in the fabric and threw it into the theatre’s ocean. And then I went to find my seat.
That’s when I was me. Looking for a seat. And I found one, but not after wending and winding through all sorts of passageways, hallways, down stairs, through crowds of people all looking to find their seat. But I had to go find the front entrance because that is where my best friend was.
After finding her I couldn’t remember where my seat was and I wanted to get back there. I had left someone there waiting for me.
So my best friend and I literally consulted a map and the theatre on paper was like several circles sorta like this, but the routes to and from the different seating section were a bit like a maze.
We were trying to find out seats because it was my play that was going to be performed, Heart Shaped Nebula.
We eventually found our seats and before I could dream up what the reviews were my imagination decided to take me somewhere kinda dark and I was back in my place trying to fend off those little furballs from Critters.
Not a fun way to end an interesting dream. At all.
-M
p.s. the title to this post was the thought I had in my head as we were trying to find our seats.
