Strange dream of water
I’m staying solo at what seems like a motel campground, the sort with separate little bungalows and maybe a play area for kids and a firepit where all the bikers and meth heads gather ‘round.
In my room, I notice water coming out of the wall outlet flush with the nightstand. At first it’s a trickle. I start gently brushing away my pocket detritus – notes, receipts, dental picks, gum, a few coins. Then the water begins to surge, then shoot out of the outlet. I can’t figure out how this is happening. Is someone playing a trick of some sort? Is there someone on the other side of the wall with a hose or even a power washer? Water is flying across the room, bombarding the opposite wall.
I go outside and walk around and see that my room is, like the others, a standalone — there is no one playing a trick, because there is no adjoining room behind mine. The little utility shed, which might include the water works, is far off. This really is a mystery.
So I go back into the room, avoid all the water, and call the front desk. Whatever is happening isn’t affecting the phone. They promise to send someone over. When he arrives at the door, I’m surprised to see it’s raining outside. We’re having massive fires (again) in southern California right now, and rain would be welcome. He’s wearing tie-dye, and is someone I’d been hanging out with at the firepit. (Of course I was hanging out at the firepit. No meth for me, though.) He looks at this situation with mild interest, making me think this has happened before, and says I can ask the front desk if they can give me another room. This, because I think he doesn’t know what’s happening here, let alone how to fix it.
Then I woke up.
It took a full minute to realize that that had been a dream and that no, I didn’t need to deal with water gushing into my room.
September 12th, 2024 at 12:20 am
Your dreams (at least the ones you report here) evince a deep seated insecurity about material things and reality in general.
The obvious symbolism of water flowing from your source of power is a bit too raunchy to detail on a page that might be read by minors. I’ll just point out that in the dream you must leave your residence because of it.
December 10th, 2024 at 8:57 pm
For my part, there’s no risk of disclosure in my dreams. Except for a few outliers, mine aren’t in color, nor do they have any sort of narrative, they all seem confined to lost papers and items, filling in a form the wrong way or something like that. Prior to waking up, the summation is always – oh great, another aimless dream. The outliers are more like an Imax movie that I stand up in the theatre and walk to the screen and then I go in.