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I had one of my stress-moving dreams, but this one was worse than usual. There was a destructive angle to it.
Our whole lot, house and trees and all, was moved elsewhere. The house was changed in many subtle and not-so-subtle ways that seemed to involve making it more difficult to leave or enter; the doorways were complicated contraptions where you had to do several weird little things to get them to open. This all happened while I was asleep. What woke me up was hearing the sounds of yard work (I might have been hearing actual sounds of yard work) that got louder and started sounding more like major excavation so I woke up. I noticed things looked wrong right away- there was way too much light coming in my bedroom window. I got out of bed, and looked out (the bedroom window was somehow on the first floor now) and all the oak trees in our front yard were gone!
The sense of shock and dismay I felt at this is hard to describe, but it was pretty overwhelming. Rather than try to figure out the doors, and despite the fact that I was wearing a lacy white nightgown (which I don't in real life), I pushed myself out onto the front lawn through the window. There were several men standing around in construction gear, and I immediately went up to the head guy and started screaming at him. He mentioned that he had an order from some authority, the city or someone, to cut down all the trees since they were diseased, or infested with bugs, or something like this- but I knew that wasn't true, it was just an excuse for destruction. I demanded to see justification of this, some papers, anything. He was evasive, both by trying to talk circles around me and by backing away from me. But it didn't matter, the deed was done. I'd never imagined what our home would look like without the oak trees in the front, but seeing them gone, it was terrible. It looked naked and the way the Sun beat down on the house without the protective trees was just painful to see.
I even recall thinking "I will have to change my LJ info where it says I live in a house with oak trees in the front" and wondering how quickly I could get replacement trees. Oaks would take much too long to grow; maybe I could find some faster-growing trees. But I loved the oaks! Waaah!
That sucked.
Our whole lot, house and trees and all, was moved elsewhere. The house was changed in many subtle and not-so-subtle ways that seemed to involve making it more difficult to leave or enter; the doorways were complicated contraptions where you had to do several weird little things to get them to open. This all happened while I was asleep. What woke me up was hearing the sounds of yard work (I might have been hearing actual sounds of yard work) that got louder and started sounding more like major excavation so I woke up. I noticed things looked wrong right away- there was way too much light coming in my bedroom window. I got out of bed, and looked out (the bedroom window was somehow on the first floor now) and all the oak trees in our front yard were gone!
The sense of shock and dismay I felt at this is hard to describe, but it was pretty overwhelming. Rather than try to figure out the doors, and despite the fact that I was wearing a lacy white nightgown (which I don't in real life), I pushed myself out onto the front lawn through the window. There were several men standing around in construction gear, and I immediately went up to the head guy and started screaming at him. He mentioned that he had an order from some authority, the city or someone, to cut down all the trees since they were diseased, or infested with bugs, or something like this- but I knew that wasn't true, it was just an excuse for destruction. I demanded to see justification of this, some papers, anything. He was evasive, both by trying to talk circles around me and by backing away from me. But it didn't matter, the deed was done. I'd never imagined what our home would look like without the oak trees in the front, but seeing them gone, it was terrible. It looked naked and the way the Sun beat down on the house without the protective trees was just painful to see.
I even recall thinking "I will have to change my LJ info where it says I live in a house with oak trees in the front" and wondering how quickly I could get replacement trees. Oaks would take much too long to grow; maybe I could find some faster-growing trees. But I loved the oaks! Waaah!
That sucked.
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Date: Jul. 23rd, 2005 08:07 pm (UTC)From: