i was having this dream for at least a couple hours before 6AM, when i woke up, ate a bowl of cereal, and went back to sleep, and back into the dream. just woke up. nine hours of sleep, six of it spent running from the Thing:
it started out, i was a middle daughter in a fifties kind of family – some kind of experimental thing going on, or some gate to hell, something – one day something came up the passageway, green slimy lizard dog, ravenous. we escape in a jeep, i remember fumbling with some sort of odd harness to buckle baby brother into the seat, and we were off, just us kids. my feet were cold, and somehow a pair of comfortable shoes and socks were on the porch – similarly, every time something was needed in the dream, it seemed to be there, as if i’d willed it that way.
but the lizard dog is just one manifestation of the Thing. the thing is Everywhere, and it wants us, it senses our presence on the earth if our bare feet touch anything with direct connectivity to the ground, and dipatches evil minions post haste. we seem to have a lot of money at first, and we always find shelter, then we’ll be showering or something and realize we’re standing on tile barefoot. ahh, here they come again. they’re creepy things, but they’re stupid creepy things, and we fool them and get away. slowly we make our way up the coast, and i mean slowly – years. we grow up, we shop for a lot of shoes, but we always find one of us has forgotten to wear them, and here they come again. always in a different form, usually many, many of them, sometimes with a leader-creature, but never very bright; we are much more clever (except we can’t seem to remember to always wear shoes) and off we go again, gathering our things in a hurry and getting into the vehicle of the moment.
towards the end i have so many shoes, many quite similar, and i often end up fleeing in mismatched pairs. there are always shoes, lots of shoes. this might sound like a nighmare, but it wasn’t – it was an adventure, and there was more annoyance than actual fear. and even though it was repetitive, it was consistently interesing.
in the dream i was thinking when i posted this i would title it ‘…and then they came upon the Thing’, but that didn’t make sense – that happens to be a song, maybe even the title, i heard a few times a few years back and have no idea who did it. but it was a cool song. if i could remember more of it than that, it might have been the dream’s theme song.
i’m in a bit of a whimsical mood today.