Ascension, Dream 1

Ascension

dreamt by marita

6/2/98
I was packing for something. At first, I lived in a hotel room with vending machines full of chips. I remember thinking not to tell my mom that I plan on using it for a few meals. To the left and back of the machine was glass; people could see through, but only partially, as most of the room jutted away from sight and was located behind another wall. Was the cost around $495 a night or something? It was certainly nice...I think the wall paper was some shade of pink. Then I was trying to fix something, initially very well and I was very proud of myself. I was in a boat or ship...I had to remain calm, followed the crisis-info on the intercom, followed its directions, tightened my seatbelt and lifted the seats. But then a lady (plump) entered and told me the intercom was a recording and that it was behind; by now we should be loosening things instead, including our seatbelts, though we should still leave them on. My mom puls out something overhead where I could put my dishes (I'm just as puzzled as you.) Finally, I'm out. Running towards an elevator where I could go home, I swang under a railing to get in. At the left there was a long line, reminding me of an airport setting. Inside the elevator, there were 4 other people, 2 males and 2 females, all college students like me. The elevator was spacious. All of us were late, 3 hours late, due to the "power failure" from before. The only one who wasn't was having breakfast when the whole thing happened. I told them we should talk to someone in the airport informing that the students were all going to be late and a new flight should be scheduled. Finally, the elevator reached my floor. It opened up but it became outdoors. There were buildings, medium height. I even tried to make myself feel better by stopping by Cody's Books, but the landscape was confusing and I missed it while I was running. Then, green hills with yellow tapes warning of construction. These men probably showed up to fix and correct the power failure. I see a tall building in the distance; that is my home. I try to run even faster. I start to panic. I think I told the shuttle to pick me up at 5:30pm, but it was now either 7 or 8. Now I imagined that a note would be posted on my door as I started to go into the ascending elevator.