I wrote it in 2011.
This was the dream;
I shut the door behind me and walk away with a mixed bag of feelings, ranging from relief, fear, sadness and guilt. Then I see my car parked on the street and notice my clothes crammed on the back seat and all my trainers and shoes in the passenger foot well.
It was crystal clear.
Then I woke up.
But this time there was no waking up.
I'm living it.
Every moment is exactly how I perceived it when I was asleep. I knew it wasn't just a dream. I felt it, but I couldn't decipher its meaning at the time. It was too vivid to be a dream.
Dreams are fuzzy - premonitions and visits stay with you. They're meaningful. It's almost as if the formless part of you, the part of you that is beyond the restrictions of space and time, has experienced part of your blueprint and has decided to show you a snippet of it. Then with time you gradually catch up with what you saw.
It has happened to me before when I was working in a supermarket in my late teens. I 'dreampt' I was walking down the staff corridor and began to work my way down the stairs to the shop floor. But it was the feeling and the detail that stood out.
That's how I knew it wasn't a dream.
I knew exactly where I was . . . I'd worked there for five years and I hated it when I dreamt of work. I felt like I was being cheated of good sleep. But this was different because I felt ecstatic. A feeling of pure joy and lightness coursed its way through my dream-self. I even woke up with a smile on my face.
At the time I couldn't figure out its meaning.
It took me about a year to catch up to it.
The day came when I walked my way down the staff corridor and I whispered to myself, 'This is the dream.' I worked my way down the stairs and smiled. The feeling of lightness was in every step I took. I couldn't help smiling.
What day was this happening on?
My last day working at the supermarket.
It was almost as if a part of me was letting me know that one day I would move on from that place and that all I needed was a little patience.
And now it has happened again with the dream about my belongings in the car.
I've caught up to what was shown to me about a month ago and it turns out I was being shown the ending of a long-term relationship.
I unlocked the car door, got in and took a deep breath and it dawned on me how it works.
I'm being shown the ending of chapters in my life. Every time a chapter is coming to an end, I get shown a glimpse of it when I'm asleep. Then I go about my life and I have no idea when I'm going to catch up to it.
All I know is that one day, I will.