Prompt: Money for Nothing
If you’re like most of us, you need to earn money by working for a living. Describe your ultimate job. If you’re in your dream job, tell us all about it — what is it that you love? What fulfills you? If you’re not in your dream job, describe for us what your ultimate job would be.
I had a dream where I was an interpreter of dreams. One night, I dreamed that a man came to me and said, “I dreamed I awoke in a room full of windows.” I told him, “You are imprisoned.”
In the morning, I went to see my doctor and told her of the dream. She nodded and made a note.
The next night, a man came to me in a dream and said, “I dreamed I awoke in a house with many rooms, but all the doors were locked.” I said to him, “You are imprisoned.”
I told my doctor about this dream and she made a note.
The man in my dream came to me again, and said, “I dreamed I awoke in a room full of windows, but all the windows were barred.” I said, “You are imprisoned.”
The man in the dream told me, “I dreamed that all my meals come to me in my room.” I said, “You are imprisoned.”
I felt feverish. I asked my doctor if I was dreaming. She said, “Look out of the window.”
I looked out the window. Behind a fence, traffic streamed by in the heat, silently, as the windows did not open. In the distance I could see an emerald sea. Two guards stood by the locked gates. They carried Heckler & Koch MP5SD3s with S-E-F trigger groups and stocks extended.
A man and a woman came to the gate as I watched. They had visible cameras and carried satchels. The guards let them pass. Two children approached the guards, and they spoke. The guard fired shots on the ground near the children’s feet, and they ran away.
A woman in a caftan approached the guards from the inside. They allowed her to pass to the city beyond the gates.
“Am I in a hotel or am I in a prison?” I asked my doctor.
“Yes,” she said.
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