Not long ago I had a very strange dream. It was strange because it combined elements that were entire alien to eat other. In the dream I was back at the Cornel summer program for architecture that I went to this past summer. However, the campus was not in Ithaca as it is in real life, but in Nelson, the small town where I grew up in interior BC. The program was in a small brick building but was interrupted when the communist era Russians invaded in tanks and helicopters. They conquered Nelson and I had to find a way to escape. They were giving out black sunglasses that we all had to wear so they could identify us as locals. I hatched a plan that involved blending in and then taking a forgotten about old train track, which exists, to a small village some distance away from Nelson called Harrop.
This dream felt strange to me because it fused together elements that I had experienced first hand (Nelson and the summer program and Cornel) as well as those which I had experienced through movies and other media (communist era Russians). Upon waking from the dream, I was almost amused at the juxtaposition of the familiar and the strange. I place no credence in the significance of dreams, what they say about you and your mental and emotional state, so the conflict in the dream did not worry me or make me think that something was wrong in my life. It did however make me wonder if part of my mind still identified Nelson as my home. I have not lived there for about 5 years now, but I still occasionally catch myself saying Nelson instead of Vancouver when talking about my home. This dream just made me wonder slightly if some part of my mind was still living in Nelson.
This dream felt strange to me because it fused together elements that I had experienced first hand (Nelson and the summer program and Cornel) as well as those which I had experienced through movies and other media (communist era Russians). Upon waking from the dream, I was almost amused at the juxtaposition of the familiar and the strange. I place no credence in the significance of dreams, what they say about you and your mental and emotional state, so the conflict in the dream did not worry me or make me think that something was wrong in my life. It did however make me wonder if part of my mind still identified Nelson as my home. I have not lived there for about 5 years now, but I still occasionally catch myself saying Nelson instead of Vancouver when talking about my home. This dream just made me wonder slightly if some part of my mind was still living in Nelson.