Dreams have been kind of slow lately. Here's a boring one from this weekend.
MORNING OF SEPTEMBER 23, 2007
For some reason my friend and neighbor, K, and I decided to leave our respective apartments to live on the lawn of our apartment complex. We helped each other move several of our respective belongings outside and more or less made camp. The dream gave no explanation for why we had decided to do this (or at least I can’t remember one).
I vaguely remember the first night came and went, and we slept in sleeping bags. Suddenly it was morning and I got up to get ready for work and was disappointed to find myself—not to mention all of the possessions I had moved outside with me—covered in dew! I wondered how I could not have thought this part through beforehand.
Once I was ready for work I went to get my car. What should have been the actual apartment building I had moved out of was now a multi-level parking garage. My car was parked on the bottom level, but for some reason you had to drive to the very top level in order to exit. It seemed like I was traversing an endless number of levels before I finally reached the top. I had to exit my car and open a small gate that led to a long and winding ramp which would take me away from the parking garage and out to the main road.This is about all I remember.