Dream

I had a dream last night, or early morning. Of course, I do not remember most of it. But there are couple of details that stuck in my mind after waking up. I also remember that the dream felt very real, at least the part of it, I can recall.
I was in a store, sort of a grocery store. I remember going through these ground-level aisles, unlike in most stores where the racks with products are quite tall and you can’t see through them to the next aisle. These were mostly boxes and bags containing different products placed on the floor. I can specifically remember they were Slovak groceries, although packed in “bulk” packaging, which is not common in Slovakia.
Without remembering when or how I got there from the store, I found myself in an elevator. It was a normal, smaller type of an elevator. I think I wanted to go one floor up, which I almost never do and rather take the stairs. As I pushed the button, I already knew the elevator would not stop. It continued climbing. Suddenly, I realized there is a window on the elevator’s wall opposite of me and I could see the outside as it’s beginning to appear smaller and smaller, further and further away.
It was a view of a large city, its streets in the daylight. A view similar to the one from the top of a Sears Tower, perhaps. Although, I don’t remember seeing the lake at all and it did not feel like Chicago.
I was still climbing and things continued to shrink. The view seemed quite distant and I became worried what is going to follow. I suddenly woke up.

Dreams. Such odd motion pictures of our minds. It makes me wonder, if the mind replays the movies of our own lives in its own, unique way, or whether it is trying to tell our consciousness something. Foretell a future, perhaps? I also wonder what would have happened if I did not wake up at that moment and continued dreaming. Would the elevator stop? Would it continue climbing and take me to heights I had never reached?
It is intriguing how we (I) usually remember only a certain part or parts from the dream. I can never recall the whole dream. Why is it that those certain moments of a dream stay in my memory even after I wake up?...Just another question that’s on my mind today.

Thursday, 07 October 2010