Bare Floorboards

I sometimes have a dream, a recurring dream I suppose…

In the dream, I am walking through the house that I lived in when I was a child. The house often appears very bright, with white painted walls and bare floorboards. The house echoes; there is a sense of emptiness.

There is a point in the dream when I try to look through the window in the front room. I want to look out into the street; however, I am unable to peer through the window, as it is always placed far too high in the wall. The only way that I will be able to look out of the window is to find a chair, but there are no chairs, no furniture… the house is empty.

It has taken me a while to work out what is happening, but I think I now understand.

In the dream, I am not an adult; I am a child. I cannot see out of the window because I am a small ten-year-old boy.