Dream

Posted on August 18, 2004 in Dreams

A circus elephant has gone rogue and seized hostages, one of which is me. The others are a woman who it stows away in another room, a Vietnamese opthamologist, and a Mexican baby. It crowds us inside a two story trailer, forcing us against the walls as it passes up and down the stairs. The beast is huge, round like a piggy bank, and going bald on top. A delegation comes to discuss our release. The behemoth goes outside to negotiate. It will release one of us. Those on the inside begin to speculate who. I vote for the baby. In a loud, whiny voice, the elephant says that it is thinking of releasing the Vietnamese opthamalogist but it can’t decide. Oh how painful this decision is, it says. Someone comes to a louvered window on the second floor of the trailer. There’s a swat team being set in place, this person says. They want to take it out but if the elephant falls, it will crush the trailer. As this unseen assistant talks to us, the elephant talks about how hard it is to make decisions. Why are people pressing it so fiercely? Why insist that it have demands and make concessions?