My best friend Emily and I were moving into a new apartment, though it wasn't the loft we'd picked out in the spring. We still planned to move into the loft for the fall, but we moved into a new complex callled the "Eve 6 Apartments" for the interim period before our loft was ready.
When we entered our new apartment, we couldn't believe that we were able to afford such a nice place. Not only was the apartment two stories high, each bedroom had a private full bath and a balcony. I went into my bedroom on the second floor and found that it was already furnished for me. The owner of the apartment complex had found out something about each of the residents and accesorized the rooms accordingly. I had a bunch of art kits in my bedroom. One of them involved arranging different colored plastic dots to make smiley faces. This amused me greatly. I had all sorts of time to do artwork because I hardly had to move anything into the room: most of my stuff was there already. I was amazed.
Emily and I met in the hallway and got all ecstatic about our new place. We couldn't get over the fact that we were actually living here.
We soon came to realize that we had another roommate. It was my boyfriend, Adam. In the dream, though, Emily didn't know that Adam and I had gotten together. We had to go to great pains to keep it from her, and even when he and I were alone together we acted like we weren't a couple. Emily didn't like Adam at all and kept insulting him to his face and then complaining about him to me. He lived in a basement room. It looked like a carpeted dungeon.
Emily said she was going upstairs to take a shower. I said I would do the same. When I stepped into my shower, I saw that all my toiletries were already there. This surprised me so much that I forgot to wash off. I just turned the water on, then turned it off again. And then I wondered why my hair was dry so soon after I turned on my hair dryer.
When I came back downstairs, Emily's sister Christina was moving into another bedroom. I started wondering if we shouldn't all just live there instead of the loft. I talked to Emily about it, weighing the pros and cons. The only downside was that we would have to drive to campus, and for some reason this really bothered both of us. We decided we would move out of the Eve 6 Apartments before fall semester began.
I headed to the living room and turned on the big-screen TV. We had some fancy cable program that gave us hundred of channels. There were almost ten CNN channels alone. There was CNN Family, which edited out all the "bad" news. There was CNN In-Depth, which extended each news story to forty-five minutes. There was also the CNN Old School Network, which showed reruns of network news shows from decades past. One channel was going to be showing all of ABC's news stories about Muppets from the year 1971. Another channel was going to be showing all of CBS's news stories about Yugoslavia from 1969. I decided to skip those channels.
I heard a cry from outside and jumped up from my spot on the couch to see what was going on. Outside Emily's room, a donkey was caught in the fence. I asked her where the donkey had come from.
"It came with the apartment," she told me.
The donkey was making terrible honking noises. I was afraid it was going to die. Eventually, though, my friend Cammy appeared and helped the donkey free itself from the fence. I was relieved.
I went back inside, where Adam met me and took me to his dungeon-like room. He but a blindfold on me and said he was going to keep me down there with him. I said I wouldn't mind as long as he started acknowledging that he was my boyfriend.
