08-10-2011, 06:03 AM
Asleep on the couch, I'm awakened by a strange noise. I don't experience this as a dream, rather that I have just awakened in real time with the TV newscaster discussing the stockmarket.
Ten feet across the room, a woman is kneeling with her back to me. She has a beige jumpsuit on and has some partial cover on her head similar to a bicycle helmet but it has a metal band. Upset with her intrusion in my living room, I yell at her, saying, "Who gave you permission to come into my house. And, why didn't you knock on the door?" The woman slowly turns towards me, as if she heard something. She has blue eyes and ash blond hair. I notice that she has a lamp light on head as well a strange digging device in her hand that has a light beam. Below her is a twelve inch circular hole that she's been digging.
She is startled by my voice and presence. And the expression on her face is etched in my mind.
Immediately, I regret shouting at her. I realize tht she is startled to see and hear me and appears confused that I can see her digging in a cave, but it's my first floor condo, and she is having to dig through the carpet and concrete slab. There are pieces of concrete and dirt piled next to her with bits of torn carpet.
With my gaze fixated on the dirt pile, I awake from this dream and immediately look at the carpeted floor where the woman had been kneeling. recalling every detail of this dream experience. This dream felt like an overlap in time.
Ten feet across the room, a woman is kneeling with her back to me. She has a beige jumpsuit on and has some partial cover on her head similar to a bicycle helmet but it has a metal band. Upset with her intrusion in my living room, I yell at her, saying, "Who gave you permission to come into my house. And, why didn't you knock on the door?" The woman slowly turns towards me, as if she heard something. She has blue eyes and ash blond hair. I notice that she has a lamp light on head as well a strange digging device in her hand that has a light beam. Below her is a twelve inch circular hole that she's been digging.
She is startled by my voice and presence. And the expression on her face is etched in my mind.
Immediately, I regret shouting at her. I realize tht she is startled to see and hear me and appears confused that I can see her digging in a cave, but it's my first floor condo, and she is having to dig through the carpet and concrete slab. There are pieces of concrete and dirt piled next to her with bits of torn carpet.
With my gaze fixated on the dirt pile, I awake from this dream and immediately look at the carpeted floor where the woman had been kneeling. recalling every detail of this dream experience. This dream felt like an overlap in time.