Saturday, June 28, 2014

he's alive

probably a cliche dream in the circumstances.

Rex isn't really dead. he somehow came home between funeral and interment, but there was no point in telling anyone because he has already been declared dead by the government and it would just be a really big hassle to try to get him declared not dead, so we'll just keep him as our smug little secret.

(This part seems to have been a former dream, although I don't remember dreaming it. It was embedded as the basis of this dream, so I don't really know if I dreamed it or if it was just part of the knowing that sometimes happens in dreams.)

Some members of Rex's family (his brothers Max and Cecil) stopped by the house to check on me (which has never happened) and discovered him there. Thus the explanation and the conundrum. They couldn't disagree with our logic, but the whole thing just doesn't sit 'right' with any of us.
Lots of discussion; no conclusions. Other family members (his family) begin putting in their two cents worth, although I'm not sure how any of them knew anything.

Interspersed with this dream is something with children in an old, cold house with very long hallways. Sometimes my sibs, sometimes my kids, they are trying to get away from the cold, when there are corners of the rooms that are almost superheated.
White (snow&ice white) rooms with white sheets on white beds, and children with dark hair and eyes.

I have had dreams with "commercials" -- other dreams before, and they usually turn out to be significant. These commercials, I think, were a combination of watching the end of "The Day After Tomorrow" and my own air conditioner. Maybe the heat was hot flashes; who knows?

I think maybe the complications of Rex being alive indicate how complicated it would be if he were alive -- they said he'd have to be immobilized (basically) in  nursing home, and going back and forth to hospital for infections where the tube was permanently placed.
The dream is both accepting things as they are and wishing as they should be.
It's the whole preface feature that I find odd, although the explanation could be the same.

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