Quest
Last night I dreamed about a quest. The details are a little foggy, and I was more of an observer, like I was watching a movie, than a participant. There was a sense of a long journey that had to be made, among packed dirt trails and barren cliffs, and bad weather, and bare feet. There was some evil omnipresent being – female, like a witch – that could observe the progress of the quest from afar. Ala “Wizard of Oz” and the Wicked Witch’s crystal ball, I think.
Calvin was there at some point, and two other men. Both were considered trusted, but one of them turned out to be hiding his evil side. I pointed it out (I was now a participant at this point?) – the evil guy grabbed me or said something that tipped me off, or something. We were getting into a vehicle (limo?) at the time, and Calvin and the good guy pulled the evil guy out of the car and pushed him off the side of the road. Where we were going had something to do with the quest, and I remember a feeling of urgent excitement, but I don’t recall any details beyond that.
There’s something tugging at my memory, about a large skeleton of a building, with exposed support beams and open to the weather, containing huge mechanics and rusty, toothy gears. I was looking for something or someone in that building. I remember my point of view being on the outside, at the bottom and looking up and up and up.
I’m getting vague images of an office environment, too – bright and sterile, and something about Marie and I. It had something to do with school for her – we were lost in the building somehow, and hiding from authority figures? Something. This might not be the dream I had last night, though – I think this is a memory fragment of a dream I had in the past.
Trying to remember my dreams makes my brain strain.
