(I figured since my Day Twenty post was so short, and it goes along with Day Twenty-One, that I would offer two posts today :)
Deer Park, Day Twenty-One
(written on Friday January 31st)
Last night after the New Year’s Eve Ceremony I didn’t get into bed until just after 1:00am. So I’ve just woken up and am now in the dining hall. I don’t often have dreams, or perhaps it’s that I simply don’t remember them if I do. But I woke up this morning from a vivid dream that made me want to spring out of bed so that I wouldn’t fall back asleep and return to it. When I do have dreams they tend to be bad dreams and many times I will wake up crying, half still asleep and half awake. In my dream this morning I approached a building at night. It was very quiet and no one was outside. As I got closer to the building I saw a baby lying on the concrete curb separating the parking lot from some landscaping around the building. The baby was crying. It was cold outside and there was only a thin yellow blanket under the baby, but not wrapping over top. Instinctively I looked around quickly, saw no one, and picked up the baby. I straightened the baby’s clothes, to cover as much skin as possible for warmth, and swaddled the baby in the blanket. I went inside the building and it was a college dorm. I went to the front desk to ask them about this baby I had just found and the guy told me it was Elahee’s baby. I asked about where to find him and he directed me down the hall, third door on the right. As I went down the hall there were many guys walking around in big open rooms. The doors into the rooms were confusing and I wasn’t sure I was in the right spot. I entered and asked loudly so everyone could hear me, “Are any of you Elahee?” Everyone stopped but no one responded. I asked again and still no response came. The room I was in housed international students and everyone was of a non-Caucasian ethnicity, mostly from Africa and India it seemed.