Footbridge
I had a dream last night that I was back at the house where I grew up. I was outside talking to people. Someone asked where my mother was. I heard my sister's voice behind me saying "she's up there". I looked in the direction she was pointing: up. Our mother was walking on a footbridge, only wide enough for one person, meaning two people would not be able to pass each other. The bridge was clear, nearly invisible with the waist-high walled railing being a hint of whitish/clear. It appeared to be made out of what I can only describe as acrylic. It extended from the front of the house to somewhere near the house across the street but it didn't seem to be connected to anything. It just ended. It seemed to be suspended by nothing about 15ish feet overhead.
I said I wanted to go up and take some pictures. My mother said in her condescending, I-know-you-way-better-than-you-know-yourself tone, "You don't want to come up here. You will get dizzy and fall."
I got mad, but I said nothing and went inside the house and grabbed my camera from one of the bedrooms. As I passed back through the living room, min8ive was then sitting in a chair against the wall to my right wearing stereo headphones listening to...whatever she was listening to. I grumbled to myself, "I won't get dizzy. Even if I do I can steady myself on the wall." My main concern was possibly dropping the camera. But it has a lanyard anyway that I can secure to my wrist.
I walked back out the front door wondering how one gets up onto the footbridge. Then I saw it was suddenly right there in front of me. Well, almost. It was hovering about 5 or 6 inches away from the porch. She had gotten off and was sitting in a chair on the porch. I had to stretch and climb over a wall in order to get to the bridge. The wall I climbed over was made of some sort of padded fleecey/velvety material, black, with lots of some sort of designs all over it in different colors. As I climbed over she kept saying, "you don't want to go on there, really you don't want to."
I said nothing but thought, "no, I do want to, I really, really do want to. It would make for cool pictures."
Then I woke up.
And couldn't go back to sleep.
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