My 7 Cups Dream Journal
Entry 1: The Boxes of Cats
It was a little strange but what I remember most is visiting a house that was in my old neighborhood that I’d recently moved from (it really wasn’t, so dream logic) but I came back to collect something I left or my mother left.
It was very sad and the people who were there now were sort of okay with me wandering around and looking. I kept noticing the signs that I’d once lived there (painted over places that still revealed chipped paint and stuff I recognized from my apartment).
Then I looked beneath a couch or table and found boxes full of kittens. Two boxes were full of meowing kittens in water that the new home owners had no idea were there, and one more box held a very dead cat that was an older one from a previous litter. All of the kittens were starving without their mother and I knew that it was the reason why the older one passed.
The new owners suddenly smelled the dead cat and I took it upon myself to get rid of it. When I came back an hour later all of the kittens were gone, and when I was walking past another house I could see all the kittens. They’d all grown up into adult cats!
I dreamt that I was hanging out with my old friend group at my ex friend's house on a holiday, maybe Halloween. Things were okay, and in the middle of playing games I found myself in a strange improv classroom with strangers. It wasn’t comfortable because I’d just been at a sleepover and didn’t have any shoes on.
I watched a teacher talk the students through improv skits before he told me I was next.
I really didn’t want to but did it anyway, and I started my skit. I was standing in front of a large lamp that would turn on once I spread my arms- I was an angry sun who wasn’t being appreciated over all the effort it took to warm the earth and humans. So I’d stomp off and say aloud that it would be much more impressive sounding if I had shoes on.