Delectare

So I had this weird dream last night.

Sara and I were living in an old house - kind of like our current house, except there was more to it; it had kind of a ranch style layout. Somehow we we had filled up a number of rooms with old junk that we hadn’t thought about in years, and had sort of just realized this. We decided we were going to clean the house, and set to entering old rooms - pulling out unused items, remembering what we’d used them for, and throwing them away. As we did this, all kinds of things started popping out - old pets that had died years before, things we’d been afraid of as children, the faces of old acquantences. Like the junk, we realized we no longer needed these things, and that the things that had one frightened us were no longer so fearsome, when dealt with properly. Eventually we finished cleaning out the rooms, and realized how much more space we had. Behind some of the junk in one of the rooms, a door had been hiding. I entered the door, and passed into a space that clearly did not belong in our house. It was red and cavelike, and looking back, I could see that the entire house was actually contained within this one small room.

At this point, I realized that I was dreaming, and that the cave was my mind, and the house my self. The housecleaning I’d done - both metaphorical in my dream, and physically when we moved - was an analogy for my departure from adolescence - throwing out the lessons of my youth that I no longer needed, addressing my fears and weaknesses, saying goodby to the things I loved - leaving me with only the things I need, and a clean house in which to build my new life as an adult.

Sorry if this seems a little head-on-a-slinky, but it’s something that stuck with me today. I hope that there’s actually some truth to it, and that I am actually moving forward with my life. Also, I had a beer or two after soccer, and that tends to (as Sara will confirm) make me a little maudlin and talkative, and I felt like getting this out of my system

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