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DREAM
I'm outside on a grassy hill on a sunny day. Near the top, there's a huge, shaky wall I've erected. It's composed of the same stuff as cubicle dividers in an office. This is my house.
There are bicycle rack-like cages holding the floppy walls up. Stray cats keep wandering into the area. I keep adopting all of them, but I feel guilty that I don't have a personal relationship with each of them.
I take the bus into the city I lived in in California. I get kind of lost, but the bus driver helps me. I get off at an interesting looking building.
I look inside. There's a small clothing boutique, and a lot of closed rooms and stores that either aren't open yet or have gone out of business. I can't help but think that if this were a bigger city, more interesting things would be happening.
I exit, then look up. I see several apartments for rent by those awful companies that manage apartment rentals for property owners and do nothing for tenants. And I realize I don't miss this place like I thought I did.
I see some people crossing the street to get on the bus and realize I'm on the wrong side of the road to get back. I run across just as the bus arrives.
INTERPRETATION
I definitely have some wanderlust these days, but I think more about moving someplace new rather than just traveling to someplace new.
I like where I live. It's nice. But it gets boring. I think the shaky walls of my home represent a sense of only being in a temporary home. And the large number of cats I'm taking care of in the dream might represent feeling kind of overwhelmed when I think about the home. I kind of waffled back and forth about wanting to be in that different city in California in the dream when I thought about the hassle of finding a place to rent.
Still, I often think about what living in a bigger city again would be like for me now at this stage in my life, with my cat and my health conditions.
