The Flood

For a long time I've meant to keep a detailed dream journal, and after Karla came up with the idea of sharing a blog project with me, I thought that an account of my weird dreams would be the best (and easiest) way to continue it, instead of losing interest after only a few posts. Hopefully it will be somewhat funny, because I do think I have some funny dreams, particularly ones where I end up as captain on the U.S.S. Enterprise and everyone's speaking German, which is probably my favorite repeated dream.

Last night I had one vivid dream in particular that kept popping up. I find that if I awake from a dream, and try to fall back to sleep, I can either return to the same (or similar) dream, or I can move on and somehow find myself in an entirely different dream. Last night I kept returning to the same dream.

I was living in a college-esque dormitory with most of the friends I accumulated throughout college. A lot of them were specifically friends I made freshman year, but some were newer friends I had met even a short time after graduating. In the dream, I would take a shower, and then return to my room to find most of the floor and ceiling dripping with water. As the dream progressed, there would be more water - on the door into my room, then in the halls, and then eventually the entire floor of the bathroom would be a flood after every shower. I reasoned that if I could find a different way back to my room, perhaps things would change.

At this point I think I awoke, only to return to the dream shortly after. I began taking a duct system above the bathroom back to my room, but each time it would fill with water and begin to pour into other rooms on the way back. The most interesting thing about this duct system was that it consisted mostly of wires and not actual ducts, so of course the water was easily flowing through the wires and into the rooms below. After this happened a few times, and I was berated by my old friends for making such a mess in the dorm, I woke up.

I really think this is a pretty obvious dream for me, since I flooded my parents house this past summer when I went out after leaving the water running. It's probably one of the most humiliating things that has happened to me this past year, and I think it's instilled a fear that any running water will now flood the house. Also, one of the heating vents in the basement has been dripping some condensed water I believe, which probably led me to think up the duct thing in my dream. I'm really looking forward to being able to talk about some of my more surreal dreams I've had in the past, because dreams like this one bother me all the much more since they are founded in my real actions.

At least I didn't dream about demons after watching Paranormal Activity last night, though any of those nightmares were probably staved off by the fact that I stayed up most of the night. And even then, those demons would probably appear much more like this: