Flooded basement
I know, it's been awhile since I've kept up with this but haven't dreamt anything interesting until this past weekend. I'm sure my one faithful reader has already given up at this point!
Last night's dream: I awoke and looked out of the bedroom window. I saw that the house behind ours and its backyard was gone. It had been demolished in the middle of the night. I yelled for Barrett to come look because what had happened was this: whoever demolished the house had not done it to build condos but had instead made a nice path bordered with trees that led down to the beach. Up until that moment, I never knew the ocean was so close to our house! I was very excited, as we now had this beautiful view of the ocean and a path to get to it. But then the situation started changing (or else I just started noticing)--the ocean was much closer than I knew and in fact, by tearing that house down, our backyard, as well as the backyards of all the other houses on our street, were filled up with the ocean. And in fact, our basement was submerged in water! I ran downstairs and yelled to my mom, sisters, and friends who were there that we had to get out, as the water was rising. It was seeping up through the floorboards. I was trying to pack up my laptop and my cellphone, pissed off and wondering if the City of Shoreline was responsible for this debacle. I couldn't understand why they would flood our houses without letting us know ahead of time or give us a say in the matter. I also couldn't understand why our house was the only one with a flooded basement. Then I awoke for real!
A dream over the weekend: I entered a bathroom in a hospital and laying on the floor were a group of sickly-looking women in hospital gowns, doing yoga. Turns out they were part of a yoga group for cancer patients. One woman suddenly stood up and I saw she'd left a pool of blood on the floor. She staggered over to the sink but couldn't walk very well. I wanted to help her but the yoga instructor assured me that this was normal.
Last night's dream: I awoke and looked out of the bedroom window. I saw that the house behind ours and its backyard was gone. It had been demolished in the middle of the night. I yelled for Barrett to come look because what had happened was this: whoever demolished the house had not done it to build condos but had instead made a nice path bordered with trees that led down to the beach. Up until that moment, I never knew the ocean was so close to our house! I was very excited, as we now had this beautiful view of the ocean and a path to get to it. But then the situation started changing (or else I just started noticing)--the ocean was much closer than I knew and in fact, by tearing that house down, our backyard, as well as the backyards of all the other houses on our street, were filled up with the ocean. And in fact, our basement was submerged in water! I ran downstairs and yelled to my mom, sisters, and friends who were there that we had to get out, as the water was rising. It was seeping up through the floorboards. I was trying to pack up my laptop and my cellphone, pissed off and wondering if the City of Shoreline was responsible for this debacle. I couldn't understand why they would flood our houses without letting us know ahead of time or give us a say in the matter. I also couldn't understand why our house was the only one with a flooded basement. Then I awoke for real!
A dream over the weekend: I entered a bathroom in a hospital and laying on the floor were a group of sickly-looking women in hospital gowns, doing yoga. Turns out they were part of a yoga group for cancer patients. One woman suddenly stood up and I saw she'd left a pool of blood on the floor. She staggered over to the sink but couldn't walk very well. I wanted to help her but the yoga instructor assured me that this was normal.
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