The night before last I dreamt that I was living in an apartment, kind of a nice old vintage place. There was a knock on the door; I answer. It's a delivery person.
He says your dad has asked that someone be sent over for you. I have no idea what he's talking about. The guy goes directly into the spare bedroom and looks up at the ceiling.
I look up at the ceiling - it's got a huge, sagging belly in it, that is purple, black and blue and green and fushia - basically, very dark jewel tone colors. It is obviously saturated, and it looks like it could fall in at any moment. But it won't fall. Somehow I know it won't fall. But, it's not in good shape. My house has somethings festering in it, that i have been turning a blind eye to or am oblivious too, but is right there. My house needs to be worked on, and I have been ignoring it. And it seems my Dad had been praying someone would help me get my house in order.
How did I feel in this dream? Surprised and more than a little scared. I took the bulging belly in the ceiling to be my own bulging belly and all my extra weight kind of creating a sess-pool like situation in my intestines. The room in the apartment was in the center of my house; and it was only not used because I ignored using it. It was prominently located and could easily be used all the time. I just chose to ignore it. I took it as a strong warning to get back into a diet and exercise regimine.
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