| two
dreams, one night, same imagery
Dream
one
Scenario:
mid-day to early afternoon in the countryside north of Oakville.
Driving
in the car along a back road. Someone is with me. Not sure
who. The paved back road reaches an intersection, with paved
roads heading off to the right and left, and the road straight
ahead turning to packed dirt. We stop at the intersection,
and I consider turning left.
Instead
I continue to drive along the dirt road trying to remember
if it comes to a dead end when it reaches the 407. There are
pot holes and washboarding on the road -- very much dirt,
not stone.
A
pickup truck passes me travelling the other way.
I
am having trouble maintaining speed in the car... The accelleration
keeps dropping. I'm pushing the engine to keep the speed up,
but it's labouring. I start alternately pumping the brake
and gas as if pedaling a bicycle. Instead of the speedometer
showing the speed, it displays " M " (Manual?)
We
approach a steep hill in the road. It stretches high in front
of me. There is construction being done on the road, but the
construction strikes me in memory now as being on the small
scale - like the Doozers from Fraggle Rock. Although the road
goes straight uphill, trees and traffic-calming dividers are
being added to the road to necessitate weaving up the steep
incline.
I
can't remember if we started up the hill.
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Dream
two
At
my grandmother's place, but not my grandmother's place --
much larger property, with an additional freestanding warehouse-like
structure for the garage. Recall windows all around (the structure
reminds me of a smaller version of the Tip Top building prior
to its conversion to condos.)
You
can see piles of fabric and papers and crap in the windows
of the second and third floors. I realise there is much more
contents in the building than originally thought... a whole
additional level.
cut
to:
We
are heading from an event. Not sure who is with me (again).
A friend -- could be Trent. I am driving on an errand from
the place. The area reminds me of Waterdown, including the
Waterdown hill... lots of wide-open spaces, fields, old buildings.
I can see a few homes decorated for Halloween. One property
has two highly arching trees with few branches and no leaves,
and each terminating at the top bent toward one another. Like
two high arching pointed telephone poles. At the pinnacle
are two huge jack-o-lanterns hanging, pre-lit and ready. I
wonder how the owners placed the lanterns so far up, and how
they would light them.
I
recall going down the hill during the daytime. We then are
returning to the place after dark. We head up a long straight
incline. There are cars behind me. Lots of traffic on the
road. I am having trouble getting the car up the hill... I
need to keep my foot on the accellerator to avoid rolling
back into the cars behind me.
There
are security guards that are stopping traffic at the top of
the hill. I receive an announcement - on the car display.
They are aware that we picked up two t-shirts that we should
have paid for. I recall my friend and I decided to take the
shirts as they were left over at the end of the event.
The
security people say they have video evidence from May 2 and
May 5th.
Traffic
is packed in behind us. The car will roll if I take my foot
off the gas pedal. Silhouettes of two people await at the
top of the hill. Traffic in the opposite direction bears down.
I realise that there is no escape, that I have to continue
trying to get the car up to the top of the hill, even though
I fear the fate waiting for us at the top.
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