It starts out with me climbing a narrow but steep stairway. The stairs are grey wood, a kind of weathered looking wood. I’m climbing for a long time. I know that I’m high up from the ground. Finally, I get into a very cramped room. Everything is grey. This place has a quiet sort of contemplative aura about it. There’s a full length mirror and its glass is smudged and old looking. I know that I’m at the highest height I can get. I see a wrinkled woman in the mirror and suddenly I’m somewhere else.
Upon entering this room I am loads happier. I somehow know that I am as low as I can get - like in a basement - whereas in the grey room I knew I was at the very top. This is a gold room. The light that illuminates everything is a champagne color. Everyone is dressed in warm shades of beige or gold and they are dressed to the nines. It’s kind of a Gatsby party with flappers and dapper, handsome men - all young and full of life. I have a sense of warmth and happiness in the gold room.
I have no idea what meaning this dream holds. I guess it might be a little important if I have it more than once. What do you think that it’s about?
(x-posted to _dreams_)
You're all very insightful people. I thought maybe you could help me figure this out. It's bugging the hell out of me. I tried looking up the significance of the colors grey and gold but I don't know if that matters to my brain. Boy. I'm going back to sleep.