Tuesday, November 13, 2012


So in this dream I found myself with an unidentified companion at the top of the Eiffel Tower.  But this was not the platform to which I had climbed once in my youth.  This was something more like a pleasure park, a Disneyland--only very much more tasteful--with playgrounds, duck ponds, and great stretches of green lawn with, in the distance, lines of trees at the horizon.  I remarked to my friend about the extraordinary engineering feats that can be achieved these days, noting that, just beyond the horizon we were gazing at was not some further horizon, but a sheer drop of more than 1,000 feet.

There was, of course, the familiar need to pee.  This happens at some point in almost all of my dreams, probably because I do, in actuality, need to pee.  In this particular dream I searched for the entrance to a men's room, and found one hidden away up a curving stairway set behind a busy, white and pastel-colored playground.  The small door led to an overcrowded men's room where lines of men were waiting for a place at the urinals.  I chose, instead, to use one of the unoccupied stalls and pushed open the door to find not, as I expected, the usual arrangement, but another spacious outdoor area with a shallow pond like the lake at the Jardin du Luxembourg where children come to sail their little boats.  Young women with strollers were wandering around, with dozens of small children, so it's hardly a surprise to mention that I felt not a little self conscious taking care of nature's call.  Everyone else, however, seemed quite nonchalant about it...

So then I woke, and made my pilgrimage to the bathroom, to achieve by this time much needed relief.  Apologies for the rather basic references in this entry.  Your interpretations are solicited and would be welcome.

1 comment:

CHI SPHERE said...

Perhaps your dream was both a wish for a perfect world and the cliff is the financial one that we hear too much about. Pissing in the pond where children play and sail their toy boats without notice may express the innocence of the childlike playground.

I share with you a desire for that nonchalant care free play zone after this mean spirited election. I also recall the much used phrase used in the military which makes some sense. "It is better to be pissed off than pissed on." Mostly at our age it is just better to be able to piss rather than not being able.