March 29th, 2016
… In my imagination.
It’s 6.40am and I’m opening up my laptop; sleep can wait, I just had a dream I have to share with you. I need to write it down now before I forget, I even woke up Felix just to tell him about it, as I needed to know if this happens to him as well or not: I build places in my head, that in my dreams, I’m able to go to.
I had a vivid dream just now, and this time I visited an Inn. But this is not just like any other: it’s located in a town that reminds me or Rye, but the way to get there is pretty peculiar.
Basically, to me, in my dreams, this is the Inn Felix and I like to go to any time we feel like taking a break from the city and relax. And so when today, while dreaming, I couldn’t seem to find Felix, I decided to go see if he was staying at the inn on it’s own.
When you arrive to the old town, the road is very confusing: you can’t find the right pathway unless you visit a semi-hidden china shop. When you get there, a lovely old lady greets you; she is usually napping on her chair, on the left corner of her little cottage/shop. In my dream, today, as soon as she awakes I cheerfully say hi and hand her over a map, saying “Here, as promised, a map of Japan” – she quickly grabs it full of excitement and opens it up. I continue “We just got back from our trip”. She looks at me, saying “Oh, I know that. Thank you for this, you know I can’t travel, but at least I can see places this way”.
She points at the back door, inviting me to exit, politely.
I do, and see the pathway opening in front of me.
I follow it. Nature prevails. Until The Inn, with it’s darkened salmon-pink and red brick walls contrast the scenery. By the time I arrive, the sky has darkened, night is approaching.
I enter and see the usual tall, blonde guy at the reception. He wonders if I’m here to join Felix, hinting that he is already staying here. I nod, and he hands me over key n.4, which opens the door to our usual room.
Interestingly enough, the place only has two rooms, n.3 – Tower View (which doesn’t look out at a tower but is rather shaped as one); and n.4 – Sunset View.
I thank the man and turn around, ready to walk the steep stairs up to the room.
Before I manage to get outside, I hear him saying “I know you have been working on a few products, lately”. I look at him with a smile. He goes on “Do I get to try out some of them? I would love some lipsticks.” – “Sure”, I say, meaning it.
I’m now in front on the door. I open it, and Felix is there.
The dream ends here, but I just love how I’m able to visit places I created in my dreams, over and over again. I remember dreaming about the same place before, but that time I was going there for New Years Eve to celebrate.
Do you have any special places you dream about more than once, and always go back to?
Sweet Dreams, Marzia.