I dreamt I was at my parent’s house, which was all decorated for Christmas; with a tree, bowls of nuts and Christmas candy standing around, Christmas present wrapper paper lying around etc.

The odd thing was that I had missed it all. My parents were talking about the guests and about the night before: the Christmas eve, (which is when we celebrate Christmas in Sweden, Christmas day is really not important) and apparently I had been there, but I just could not recall it. I remember thinking; “Help! I cannot even remember that I was here last night but apparently we celebrated Christmas and I took part, but I just cannot remember it happening. This is a bad, bad sign. I’m really loosing it.” Some people had stayed over and were still sleeping in different rooms in the house; I supposed that they had had too much to drink and had just stayed.

I remember walking into my parent’s bedroom, which in the dream was my bedroom and closed the door. One of my colleagues from work was there, noting on my choice of furniture and then creeping up next to me on the bed with crumpled up bedclothes (very unrealistic behaviour from this person in awake life; we have nothing but a professional relationship on both sides). He took my face with two hands and force-kissed me, just once, on the mouth. I was very reluctant, but he insisted as if it was “good for me”. There was nothing sexual what so ever about the kiss: it was more like the way an auntie kisses a reluctant child who does not want to be cuddled. Then he pointed at a very large dark cupboard by the side of the bed, saying something non-descript and laughing about how huge and dark and ill-fitting the cupboard was in the room.

“-This is really not a good idea,” I said, because even if it was a non-sexual kiss I really did not think he should be in my bedroom. He did not leave, so I did: I just focused on it and could suddenly fly. It was really cool, so I took a long flight around the entire house, very close to the ceiling, avoiding high furniture, up and down the stairs etc. Finally I flew out the window. The dream never seemed to end; I flew and I realised that my room was at the top of a big tower (I could see that from the outside.) Once I was outside the dream was endless and I was mostly concerned about how to get back in again. Flying and then suddenly, not being able to fly; which made me have to do some risky climbing of the tower. The dream was exhausting and nausseating, but not scary.

That's a pretty amazing dream, lots of details. I particularly like the flying and the tower, it's very similar to some of my dreams. In fact I think I had a dream with flying and a tower in it night before last.

Anyway have you read the dictionary entry for bed:

I think some of it might be relevant.

and perhaps the cupboard too:

And possibly bearing in mind your collegues personality, what that means to you.

Hello and thank you for your comments to the dream.

Well, I think the collegue represents "fulfilled life" or "satisfaction" actually; he has always seemed to be the most "well situated in his life" kind of person that I have met. Relaxed or balanced.

Concerning the cupboard and the crumpled bedcloths, I also tend to agree; its about me being in a state with dark things hiding in the cupboards, or feelings of having dark thing in cupboards.

It is really no revelation for me, which always makes me suspicious of the interpretation; thinking that if it is to obvious it cannot be the message.

I think sometimes dreams are pretty obvious. I also think that the we we feel about things now can be pretty obvious in hindsight in the future, but less so when we're there at the time.

Then again sometimes we have a pretty good idea what's going on, i.e. if we're depressed we probably know we are depressed and know that we are thinking negative thoughts because we are depressed, but we still do it anyway despite knowing a lot of the details. Hmm, I think I might be rambling a bit too much here.

I wonder if you feel there you aren't allowed to have a "fulfilled life" or "satisfaction" on some level. That it's something that only happens to other people, and you're always struggling but have no chance of achieving it because of who you are? It's a very common feeling that most people have.

By the way I bet you anything your collegue doesn't believe he has a totally fulfilled life or as much satisfaction as you envision. People always look different from the outside.