Precisely Precognitive Dream: Showers and Brain Fog

(Thursday, August 25, 2016) moon: third quarter Gemini / tarot: four of wands

I awake from what feels like a pretty mundane dream. I am in a large communal space, maybe a hotel. It seems to be just one level, ground level, covering a very wide swath of land. Many acres.

I am Chris’ caregiver. I want to refresh, to take a shower. But each shower room I enter in the complex is unavailable in some way. Under repair or remodel or rented by another guest.

So I go back to see Chris in his suite. His mental condition is severely deteriorated, as it was in the years following his craniotomy. Traumatic Brain Injury. To me that always felt as though his mind had completely lost anchor. Like his thoughts were constantly being erased by huge electrical waves, storms of emotional upheaval.

Day notes:

I get up at 5 to feed kitty. I am ready to head into the bathroom but Chris beats me to it. I have to wait to take my daily shower. I recognize immediately the precognitive element of my morning dream.

Later in the day the second half of the dream appears. My boss Louis comes over to my desk and I can tell he is having one of his blood sugar episodes. He is very aggressive and irrational. I have to keep asking him firm and direct questions because I don’t understand his train of thought. He is asking me to perform tasks that the web team have been doing for years, not me, and he is completely surprised to hear my explanation of who does what. He challenges me over and over. I don’t back down. He scribbles a bunch of notes on a sheet of paper outlining what he expects me to do but then begins to walk away with those notes. In frustration, I ask him to make a copy for me, and that angers him.