Water Rising in the Stairwell
Dreamed on July 10, 2026
The stairwell of my mother's building. The water was coming up rather than falling — already at the second landing, clear, cold-looking, moving slowly the way water does when there's a great deal of it.
I was carrying things upstairs. Not valuables; the wrong things. A colander, a stack of magazines, one shoe. I made several trips and each time the water was one or two steps higher and each time I chose more badly.
Nobody else was in the building, which in the dream I took to mean everyone had already dealt with this sensibly.
At the top there was a door to the roof that I have never actually seen in real life. I didn't open it. I stood on the landing arranging the magazines.
- Waking up
- Calm, which was worse than panic would have been.
- Places recognised
- My mother's building