a dream

I think I will stay up and watch 'the inauguration' on TV. What an occasion - what a man ....

I had a strange dream last night. Well early this morning really. I was woken up at 5am by the nieghbours - that's a story all of it's own. Do we really want to go there? I'm struggling here. 'We were all young once' - 'we've all got to share the same planet' - these are a couple of the things I say to myself while strongly wishing they would find somewhere else to live. Two of the blokes start a vigourous and sustained smoking/coughing ritual before they go to work at 6am. Now I am in favour of an early start to the day but the nature of the wake up call is hardly an easy transition from sleep to wakefulness and I quickly reach for the earplugs. Awake now I decided to get up and make a cuppa and take it back to bed. But once back under the covers I felt very drowsy and almost dozed off while holding a half full cup of tea. Sensibly I put the cup back on the bedside table and fell back on the pillows when I had the dream.

I am in my house and there is a guy sharing the house with me. He is a kind of sensitive poetic type and he comes up to me and says that he wants me to leave and that he doesn't want to share the house with me any more. I am shocked, not only from the rejection but also because I have made myself really comfortable and feel at home. I imagine the huge job of digging up all the plants in the garden when I leave. It is unbelievable that I have to find somewhere else to live, I feel overwhelmed. But then it gradually dawns on me, in the way of working out a puzzle, that it is 'my' house. He cannot tell me to leave my house - if he doesn't like it here he has to leave!!