Female,
writer/performer, born 1969
I'm going to describe the buildings that occur in my
dreams.
They are usually a variation on a theme – long corridors
disappearing into vanishing points with the rooms on one
side and a balcony or floor to ceiling windows on the
other. Sometimes it's a building that contains offices,
sometimes dormitories, sometimes I don't know what but they
all have that long corridor I find myself wandering down.
And they are almost always municipal buildings too.
Sometimes, it's on a student campus and there are lots of
people about. A lot of the time though, I am by myself or
with a small group of people. We are on some kind of
mission and there is a sense of danger. Maybe danger is too
strong a word. There is always some kind of urgency. I
never seem to need to go into any of the rooms, just the
corridors.
Sometimes there is some kind of cellar, underground network
of rooms. Which give the feeling of being in an older house
but I know the top bit is this modern, multi-storied kind
of place. The real fear begins when I get underground. I
have found myself in dead-ends down there. Although I'm
frightened, I never panic when I come to the dead ends. I
am usually with people at this point. And then suddenly, I
will find myself running up a fire escape or when I am on
the campus, running up and down the outside stairs that
connect the walkways of different dormitories.