My OperaIt's ONLY a blazing fire
Sunday, September 25, 2005 4:29:08 PM
So continue my series of bad dreams of late:
Dreamt I was walking over to someone's apartment to pick him or her up, but as I walked toward the apartment complex, which was "the projects" again, as in a couple of dreams ago, I saw that there was a massive fire on the top floors. Solid rolls of orange and black pushed up and out of all of the very large windows and I remember thinking that was where I was supposed to go. I saw that part of the front of the building had collapsed across the span of the upper burning stories, exposing a stairwell where two women were struggling to descend. After my brief glimpse of them through the collapsed wall, they descended far enough that they were then behind the wall, but climbed out the window of the stairwell and onto the fire escape. I remember thinking that was such a bad idea because the top levels of the fire escape had already fallen when the walls from the stories above had collapsed.
I stood, gawking at this fire when the person I had been intending to meet was seen walking toward me, dragging a suitcase. He or She said everything was fine; made some flippant remarks about "dealing with this, later" and motioned for us to get going. That's when I realized that even as the building's fire spread and clearly escalated, people were walking around completely oblivious and unaffected.
Hmmmm....
Dreamt I was walking over to someone's apartment to pick him or her up, but as I walked toward the apartment complex, which was "the projects" again, as in a couple of dreams ago, I saw that there was a massive fire on the top floors. Solid rolls of orange and black pushed up and out of all of the very large windows and I remember thinking that was where I was supposed to go. I saw that part of the front of the building had collapsed across the span of the upper burning stories, exposing a stairwell where two women were struggling to descend. After my brief glimpse of them through the collapsed wall, they descended far enough that they were then behind the wall, but climbed out the window of the stairwell and onto the fire escape. I remember thinking that was such a bad idea because the top levels of the fire escape had already fallen when the walls from the stories above had collapsed.
I stood, gawking at this fire when the person I had been intending to meet was seen walking toward me, dragging a suitcase. He or She said everything was fine; made some flippant remarks about "dealing with this, later" and motioned for us to get going. That's when I realized that even as the building's fire spread and clearly escalated, people were walking around completely oblivious and unaffected.
Hmmmm....
