An EKG flatlines when there is no longer life. This thought suddenly comes to mind. Don't know why because this was told to me so long ago. Yet, it expresses as a metaphor the ups and downs we experience in life; like an EKG hooked up to someone on life support.
My ups feel down and my downs have dipped below the fault line, even though I've been feeling pretty upbeat lately. Even though the city has been draped in a fog for three days which I liken to the cold dampness of a London fog that hangs around making everything look bleak, overcast and dreary.
Today I woke with a dream still fresh in my memory. I wore pants to a big house party in this mansion and my pants refused to stay up. These big pantaloons (I just like this word) kept falling at my ankles.
I couldn't understand why with even a belt, they kept falling. Everywhere I went throughout the house, people stared with mild curiosity, but seemed to think nothing of it. Finally I see myself walking around half-clothed with just my underthings on.
I tend to analyze things, big and small, and somewhere in this dream, I'm sure it holds a bigger meaning about how I view myself in relation to others. Or how I think others see me in relation to how I see myself.
In the dream the people were nonchalant and apparently it was I who cared more about being exposed. So I abandoned the pants, lost concerns of remaining covered, became uninhibited.
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