This past Friday I was lying in bed with my laptop open, watching the latest Harry Potter (nerd alert) at a very low volume. It was exceptionally warm that day, so I had the windows open. Left slightly cracked was the door to the room, occasionally slamming into the frame and creaking back and forth on the count of the wind. I slowly started to drift until my lids could fight it no longer, closed my eyes, and sunk into this… ————————————————————————————————————————— The dream started on what seemed like the 3rd floor. It wasn’t the ground floor, that I know for sure. It was a strange, gigantic compound; maze-like and unfamiliar. Multi-leveled, each floor held different people from different sections of my life, secluded and separated. It began with my open laptop and this unusual “Clockwork Orange” type of desktop background theme on it. Most of the decor of the huge room was comparable; lavish furniture, oriental rugs on the walls… But it was still...
