Under covers

U is for under covers in the Blogging from A to Z Challenge.

Under covers I had this dream:

I am in a large space, no walls. No grass or sky or sun either. There are boxes everywhere.

A male voice is telling me to get in a box.

“Which one?” I say.

“You may pick.” says the voice.

I look at the boxes. They are all next to each other, all different shapes. Square, octagonal, pentagon. They are made of wood and carved or inlaid. There are many beautiful designs, all different. I step from box to box.

“They are too small.” I say.

“If you sit down and tilt your head to the side, you fit.”

“That isn’t comfortable.” I say, after trying to sit. “It’s too small.”

“Pick a box.” the voice insists.

No, I think. I won’t. They are too small.

“Why do I need to be in a box?” I ask.

I wake up.

4 thoughts on “Under covers

  1. […] am still thinking about my dream about refusing to pick a box or stay in a box. They weren’t comfortable and I did not fit. So […]

  2. julz says:

    but even in the dream, you resisted, so – sigmund or Karl would surely say the dream was testing you and you passed!

  3. somemaid says:

    That sent chills up my spine, the thought of having to choose a box to fit my head inside. Thank you for sharing :)

    • drkottaway says:

      It was not that scary until I wondered why I was being told to go in a box. I was worried they would put a lid on it.

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