I had a strange dream last night. All I can remember about it is that there were ten steps, or stairs, and on each one was something significant that was a key to my life, that, if I could just recall them, would unlock the deepest of mysteries of my life. To my frustration I cannot remember what was on nine of the ten steps. However on the top step were maybe thirty or forty old wallets - leather, or plastic or something in between.
In my dream I recognised these wallets as wallets I had lost during my lifetime. Suffering as I do from ADHD this is not an unusual occurence and if anything the thirty or forty of them represented something of an underestimate. But seeing them all together was oddly emotional. I remember - in the dream - bursting into bitter tears at the sight of them all.
What did this dream mean? I can only say what it meant to me - an experienced Freudian or Jungian might well come up with a different interpretation. But to me the dream was more about loss as a whole, rather than the loss of particular objects - which would explain why my dream self was so upset.
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