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[waitingonsunday]

Do you have any seemingly insignificant places or events from the past that drift across your consciousness regularly, for no real reason

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[tabular_rasa]

What fascinates me is the random places my subconscious chooses as dream settings. It tends to be a lot of the same repeated stuff, and while some of it makes sense (my parents' house, the lake, old college dorm rooms, etc), some of it is really weird. Like, the back stairs at my old elementary school? (Maybe there's something about stairs in the unconscious?). A random corn field we pass on our drive to the lake?
Weirdest of all was this cool old house I was dreaming about for a long time and then when I was in high school my family actually visited the house. It was a house of one of my mom's friend's in another city, and we had apparently visited it when I was young and I couldn't consciously remember, but I had been dreaming about it all the same!

[waitingonsunday]

I dream about back stairs and bathrooms at my high school somewhat regularly. Bathrooms? Really? Also, my middle school bff's home and the cousin my trailer lived in around the same time, which are a liiiittle less weird, I guess, because I spent so much time there as a kid.

And that's actually really cool about the family friend's home! I wonder how many of the repeating mystery locations in my dreams are real places I just don't remember when I'm awake.

[queer_theory]

I have a few things like this. What strikes me as most interesting is the preoccupation with stairs at schools, because you've mentioned that as did a friend of yours in the comments, and one of the places that comes to me most often is the stairwell on the right side of the English building at my high school. I don't know that I spent any significant amount of time there, and there was one year where I had no classes on that second floor at all, but it's a place I often think about. It features in a lot of my dreams as well. All I can think is that there were a couple of things that happened there that were, for better or worse, formative in some way for me

[waitingonsunday]

I noticed that with the stairs, too, and wondered if it's common. When I dream about the stairs at my school, there's often anxiety involved. I'm being chased up or down them (usually at night), I can't take a certain staircase because it's in some creepy-ass back corner of the school and looks like something out of Silent Hill or there are "bad kids" hanging around in them and I know they'll rough me up if I try to get by them

[pax_athena]

Dreams are strange. When I go home in a dream, it will often be the flat we lived in before we fled to Germany. Even if the rest is quite a realistic rendering of some of the other places I lived in.

I would actually love to go back to the places of my childhood. I would like to get a feeling for the distances and sizes from today's point of view. Being sent to the bakery three blocks on was a great adventure back then (and today, here, perhaps not even allowed given the latest news ...) - it gave me the impression that the world was giant. But if I think back on what was in the room I shared with my brother, if I make myself realize that there was a small desk and a couch and that they would fill out the whole wall - the room had to have been tiny. Oh well, no hope to go back there (the house still stands, it's just that I am pretty certain that someone else lives there now). Actually, you made me just check on google maps: no, still only blurred satellite images from above, no street view ...

[waitingonsunday]

When I dream about "home" in a dream, it's usually a duplex my family lived in while I was in middle school. Sometimes everyone is the age I was in middle school and our old family dogs are alive again and the furniture is just the same. Sometimes we're all adults. Sometimes, I've bought the place and am living there an an adult.I'm always so happy to be back there. But I drive by it in real life when I'm in town and it looks so different, it makes me sad. There were tiny, newly planted pines in the yard when I was a kid and now they're huge and cover all the windows and I just know they block out all the sunlight. Yuck

[pax_athena]

There is this idea that one is never able to truly go back, go home - the places and one oneself change too much ... I had to think a lot about it lately ...

[itsnotfairlaika]

I think it's so cute how fond your memories of this mall are. xD As someone who grew up in that town, Melbourne Square was *THE* hangout, because there's nothing else to do in Melbourne. xD Once I moved to bigger cities and saw REAL malls, Melbourne Square is a joke! But I can see how you have happy family memories there :) And oh man, thanks for reminding me of KB Toys, lol. I remember when it went out of business and my mom bought us a ton of stuff on sale from there.

[waitingonsunday]

It seriously looks the size of, like, one of the wings of the mall here--and the one here isn't even remotely impressive. I remember my sister hanging out there when she was a preteen and me being so jealous and looking forward to the day that would be me. Haaaaaaaa.

[waitingonsunday]

P.S. Awwww, your Hercule icon! He's so pretty!

[itsnotfairlaika]

Hehe thanks! :) How is Cous doing!?

We just adopted a new guy yesterday...!!!