The Dreams

Dream 75

My mother greeted our dear neighbor and her beautiful daughter in the living room on the third floor of our old house. I was invited to sit with them out of trust in the friendship between our two families.

During all the chatter I stared at the daughter and she stared at me — this was not lost on her mother. As she left the room, the neighbor woman whispered to me, “You two should go down together to the floor below as is customary among members of the family.” I accepted the invitation with perplexity and perfect joy. No sooner had we entered the floor below when I drew her close — but before I could go the next step I heard a strange commotion as the place was overrun with women and men and teenagers, splitting off into different rooms.

Then a man from State Security came and stood before the door, declaring that he would uphold the law, and I nearly went crazy with confusion. My bewilderment doubled when I saw the others singing in one room, and dancing in another. I looked to my girlfriend pleading for salvation, only to find her calm and smiling.

At that, I decided to flee — but found the security man at the exit. I was stuck there motionless, a prey to befuddlement, and dashed by despair.