The Dream
A passionate embrace.
His mum entered.
She could see
the love.
She approved.
—
In the city,
attending
an event.
I had
free parking.
When I went
to collect my car,
it was already
on a transporter
in the distance.
—
I visited
an apartment.
We’d gathered brochures
from the event.
A couple of us
headed home
together.
The Meaning
romantic intensity
Embodied desire without shame. I’m not asking for permission.
his mother
This is my psyche healing around the idea that passion and approval can coexist. No shame. Just recognition.
car towing
Someone has moved the goalposts. Autonomy interrupted.
returning home
Even though my vehicle has been taken away, I’m still returning with insight of my experiences and I have companions for the journey.
What Lingers…
What if passion didn’t need permission to be real, or witnessed to be valid?
What if the return home was the proof—that something meaningful happened, even if the space couldn’t hold it?
Marginalia
At the time of this dream, I’d recently left a school that hadn’t worked out for me. The dream reflects the sense of losing a vehicle that I believed would take me where I wanted to go.
Still, despite that loss, I felt I had something to carry forward from the experience. Like most things that don’t go as planned, there were lessons I could take with me on the journey ahead.
There’s a strange exposure in dreaming of someone who isn’t your partner—like your subconscious got caught with its hand in the sweetie jar. But I don’t think the dream was about them, exactly. They were a stand-in. A symbol of the passion I’m finally letting myself feel for the path I’m on. It’s a theme I explore again in Walking Away With The Door Still Open.






