After my last post my last entry, tired and distraught, I fell
back to sleep, just exhausted. Again, sleep came like a heavy curtain call.
Whereas my last dream in the Savoy was bright and airy, taking
place mostly in the common area, this dream is dark, taking place mostly in my
room and in the hallway.
I am trying to check out but something is wrong. It seems that I’m
being investigated. Detectives are in my room rummaging through my things,
fingerprinting everything. The dream starts in
medias res.
They are investigating the disappearance of my companion. Except
my deep dark secret is that there is no companion, I have been splurging on
room service, eating enough for two people that the staff has assumed there are
two people staying in the room. Only now when I’m trying to check out, they are
suspicious because I keep telling them there is no other person but they think
that I’ve killed him.
I just woke up thinking; I could eat enough food to placate two
people.
I’m so grateful even my subconscious mind has a sense of humor.
Should have stored my dreams in a journal or blog like this, Manang. I have pretty cool ones. Come to think of it, who doesn't.
ReplyDeleteLove the way you write, as always.
Good to see you have updated stories.
Z