My Place (A Semi Lucid Dream)
I open my eyes and find myself in a hostel room with familiar faces. Everything is black and white. We are all unpacking and walking into a unisex bath facility. There’s a sense of underworld and criminality in everyone. But, this seems to be their escape. A resort of such. It is pricey to stay here, but somehow I got “tickets” from someone I just met. It was like a “pay it forward” gift.
I walk down the imperial stairway right passed the dining area to see couples and parties relaxed and seated along a hillside drinking refreshments and looking down towards the towne center which is a great fountainesque gathering place. I walk back up to my large round table indoors to find deserts and delicatessens prepared and waiting. I am in a semi sober state and glide around to see what others are doing. I hear a female’s voice as she is instructing the staff. “That will do, This needs more”
I find myself sitting back at my table as she appears beside me. She is older. Medium length hair pulled back.
I walk back up the carpeted stairway and at its peak there is a peeping hole. I poke it to find that it is her room. She appears and guides me to sitting area. Without words she lets me know she has a jaded past. She has overcome many sacrifice and obstacles.
I turn to her and ask. “Where am I?”
She smiles and replies. “My place”
I am in Turkey.
I wake.
