Dream Journal

During a nap: I was in a house with Rebecca’s family. I was on the main level, playing music on this big black TV-like thing. I had the “ultra bass” button pushed in. We went downstairs to the basement to eat in the room underneath the TV thing. It was so incredibly loud — playing a loud distorted buzz of a tune: high_-__--_-_-_high then silence, then a repeat, as if only it were playing every other measure. My senses were dull and I couldn’t think straight on the basement level. To get back upstairs to turn it off, I had to push myself along the floor. I was the size of the passageway, as if the basement were a more compressed, lower frequency world, a third of the height of the main level.