I'm always dreaming of these. Usually I'm walking along endless, narrow corridors, passing a never-ending series of tiny rooms, occasionally entering some of them. The feelings/impressions I get while in these dreams; mild trepidation, curiosity, a sense that I'm not supposed to be there, that I'm trespassing, either doing something illicit or desiring to do something illicit - an almost erotically charged atmosphere about the whole adventure.
I pass nursing stations, nurses in attendance, but never paying any attention to me, as if I'm simply off their radar. Or in a multi-roomed library, a few people looking at books amid the shelving, the librarians moving about aimlessly. The library/hospital themes intermingle at times.
As I said, all the hallways/corridors are very narrow, and all the rooms are small. The general vibe is mildly unpleasant, yet subtly, consistently fascinating for some in discernable reason.
Actually, should've posted this in the 'recurring dreams' room with my other post.
I pass nursing stations, nurses in attendance, but never paying any attention to me, as if I'm simply off their radar. Or in a multi-roomed library, a few people looking at books amid the shelving, the librarians moving about aimlessly. The library/hospital themes intermingle at times.
As I said, all the hallways/corridors are very narrow, and all the rooms are small. The general vibe is mildly unpleasant, yet subtly, consistently fascinating for some in discernable reason.
Actually, should've posted this in the 'recurring dreams' room with my other post.