I have been experiencing strange dreams during this stressful time.
Last night, I dreamt that an orchestra was performing music by Stravinsky a large, multi-level shopping mall. The music was rhythmic, like ‘Dance Of The Adolescents’ from ‘The Rite Of Spring’, but more tonal.
At one point, the conductor, a slender man in his fifties with glasses and a mop of gray hair, stepped away from the orchestra and started walking up one of the long staircases to the next level of the mall. As the music became more urgent, the conductor walked faster and faster. Eventually, he was running up toward the top level.
Once he reached the top, instead of walking or running down the stairs, the energetic conductor got a running start and slid down the railings of the staircases. The crowd that had gathered cheered loudly at this feat of daring.
Later in the dream, I tried to rent a car to take my parents to the airport. The rental agency was in a gas station where long lines of cars were queued up to buy gas, which seemed to be in short supply. The car that they tried to give me was too small. When I complained, the guy working there said that he was too busy pumping gas to deal with it.
While I waited for the gas station guy, I remembered that I needed to return a text message from an ex-girlfriend. Unfortunately, my phone wasn’t working properly; I couldn’t figure out how to access the text messages. I decided that I would need to buy a new phone.
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