dalis house

Date: 10/26/2020

my dad fell thru the roof today, had this dream while napping 10-11. i was at a beach. it was a beautiful sunny day, my grandfather stood in the water with diving gear. he said he was gonna look for missing balls. i ran up the hill to a house, and ran up flights of white stairs inside. so fast it was a blur. i stood at the highest point of the house onto a balcony that overlooked where my grandfather was. from this perspective i could see where all the balls were. i watched him scooping them up and yelled to him a few time’s to try to guide him as to where they were. i felt suddenly somewhat worried about him and didn’t want anything to happen to him. i thought to myself to leave him be as he would be fine and i didn’t want to insult him. i got bored of watching and it was getting darker and darker as the sun set. i heard what sounded like a dinner party coming from the middle floor of the house. i followed the sound of their voices, imagining a red toned room filed with elegant people laughing and holding champagne glasses. i could picture the exact image, but when i came upon the real room i envisioned them it was dark. but i could still hear their laughing and banter coming from other rooms in the house. but the more i followed it the farther away it got. i gave up and went to the basement. the basement was dingey and messy and reminded me of the smell of my grandparents basement. but something was so clam about. a little dirty window pain lit up the whole room in sunny sunlight. it was day time here. running back up to the balcony it turned to night as i moved up the floors. it was nearly black when i reached the top. i suddenly couldn’t decide where i wanted to be? to search for the guests in the evening, watch grandfather dive in midnight, or be alone in the sunshine.