This is the first of three more recent posts that were lost, so my memory is sketchy at best. Here’s what little I can remember of this dream:
David Tennant walks up to me and says that he loves me, and kisses me. Sadly, that’s all I can recall of this one; I remember that it was a really good dream, and that I was confused when I woke up because I’ve never actually watched Dr. Who, and wasn’t even sure what the actor’s name was until I looked it up.
I am going to see a movie at this beach house theater, and am standing in line. The line ends a few meters from the door, and when the signal is given, we all start running for the door. Ahead of me are a few kids; I ask if they’ve even read the book the movie is based on, which turns out to be Dune. A few of them fall behind, surprised that there is a book, and more do when I tell them it’s over 500 pages. One of the kids, though, scoffs at the number, as though he ate 500 pages of science fiction for breakfast every morning. We reach the door, and sit on chairs outside the building. Inside, it turns out, are various sea creatures; they are in view of the beach, and I wonder if they can leap over the tall fence separating them from the water, wriggle across the sand, and make it back. I can only imagine a dolphin breaking itself on the sand from the impact of falling from over the fence. I wander down to the water and see that there is a key glistening right on the beach’s edge. Leaning into the surf, I grab it, only to see more are dotting the water. I keep grabbing them, and soon the keys turn to coins, both foreign and domestic, some very old, some still shiny and new. There’s even a New Zealand coin encased in glass, as though to preserve it, but I cannot find a year to tell how old it is.
[End Dream]
Keys and coins, keys and coins, leaping over a tall fence towards a freedom you cannot reach… I feel like there’s some kind of weird dream-altered message hidden in there, but I’m not sure – or maybe I just really like keys and money is great and freedom is always within sight but out of reach. Who knows?
In Somnis Veritas 