The Visit In My Slumber June 12, 2024

I opened the door to leave work and a wave of heat hit me like an oven that had been slow roasting all day.  Driving home the weight of the day decended on me with my limbs heavy and weighted.  I was actually exhausted. A sluggish tiredness washed over my body.  Each step towards my tiny apartment world in the corner of the huge building pulling me.  Perhaps I passed another tenant downstairs and gave a feeble greeting.  Up the twenty four flights of steps and down to the very end of the hall, I fumble with keys to unlock the door.  

The cool air from the fan and air conditioning hit me like a soft breeze from heaven.  The tiny beads of sweat drying and cooling me as my purse and keys were carelessly tossed on the table.  I stripped out of my scrubs, gave Ebenezer Rouge an affectionate stroking as he was so eager to see me.  He started softly brushing his face against me and purring.   I said "Ebs, today we take a nap".  It seemed like effort just to stride across the room and collapse onto the bed.  

My pillows were positioned just right.  My legs stretched out as to pull away the tension of the day.  The kiss of cool air blowing against my skin from the ceiling fan above, and Ebenezer Rouge perfectly positioned barely against my back in a perfect circle, slumber came instantly.  Then I dreamed.....

I dreamed I was at a ranch style house.  Somewhere in an outside room of sort.  We were going to hang around and watch movies.  A mother , daughter and an acquaintance of mine.  I wanted to explore the surroundings.  It was a massive estate.  I meekly went to a back staircase and tried to look to the top.  When I got up there, there was an old bureau of sorts.  Several small drawers, wooden and old.  I felt cautious as I opened a drawer and found an old ribboned necklace and with an antique pendant.  A couple of them actually.   I slid my hand in and gently pulled them out and put them in my pocket.  I left shutting the door to the attic type stairwell.  A family type movie was playing and my friend suddenly said "she only likes Christian type movies".  I went into a bathroom that was more like large stable stalls and pulled out the contents of my pocket to get a better look.  I didn't want anyone to know what I found.......a family heirloom.

Then I woke up.  I had slept approximately two hours.  Hopefully this wasn't enough nap to keep me awake in the latter part of the evening.  Naps often have that effect on me.  My work week isn't done.  It's funny how you have an odd dream and then it just sticks with you upon waking.  A dream that hovers in your mind as if it was supposed to make sense or your mind was actually trying to explain something to you.  


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