I was sitting in the big chair in the living room, which was my
father’s chair, in the spot it used to occupy behind the door. The room
looked as it did when I was growing up. It was divided in half
with the sofa in the middle of the room, next to it the big chair and
behind the sofa the desk and hifi. I said to myself, I’m tired of
sitting behind the door (on the hinged side) and pushed the chair to
the other side of the door (knob side). This is in reality where my
father’s chair is now, which is now my chair and where I sit every
night to watch TV. The room is no longer divided in half by the sofa
which many years ago we decided to push up against the back wall to
make the room seem larger.

Anyway, after relocating the chair in my dream, I found myself back in
the old church hall. When I was in school, it was also used as a lunch
room. It’s quite different today as the school closed 20 years ago, but
in this dream, it was exactly like it was 25 years ago–lots of
flourescent lights, but still dark and grey-looking with rows of tables
lined up.

Some of the tables were filled with school children. It was very dark
and gloomy and sort of hazy and all of the people were mostly greyed
out figures. Something was happening where people were showing off
their unusual talents. As I entered, a very old black gentleman was
whistling but the sound coming out of his mouth was that of a horn or
some sort of brass instrument. His face was very round and puffy and
perspired. Suddenly, I seemed to be the only one left standing up at
the piano and trying to figure out what I would do. I thought to sing a
song, which is quite insane since I can’t carry a tune, though am an
accomplished organist.

As I began to play a little tune on the piano (without sheet
music–something I really can’t do) a young girl come from the back and
walked up to me… very gothic looking. She reminded me of the girl
from the ‘Addams Family’ (is it Tuesday or Wednesday? I can never
remember her name). She was carrying dusty old womens’ sandals and I
said to her, “My those are awfully big for you.” She giggled and
replied, “They’re my grandmother’s and they’re too big for her too.”