Dreams 12/3/12
Janet Kuypers
12/3/12
So I was in the cul-de-sac on my street,
and I had to use the washroom,
so I thought of going to the bathroom
in my house; it was really gorgeous,
the bathroom in my house,
it had floor-to-ceiling windows,
so you could see the world
while you are going to the bathroom;
but I figured that since people were
on my street, all going to a neighbor’s
garage sale, that I shouldn’t use my
bathroom where everyone could see me
sitting on the toilet...
Looking back, why did I have
a bathroom like that, with
floor-to-ceiling windows,
in a populated area? I mean,
did I want this exposed bathroom
so I could feel like I could
commune with nature or something?
I don’t get it.
Either way, I walked to a neighbor’s house,
I assume I asked their permission
to use the bathroom but I can’t remember,
and I went to the small bathroom,
closed the door, pulled my pants down
and sat on the toilet. And I looked up
and saw that this bathroom had two doors
on two opposite adjacent walls,
and that’s when someone walked in
and went through the other door.
And I thought, wait a minute,
I’m using this bathroom, why did someone
pay no attention and just walk through,
but then someone else walked in
to walk through the other door again.
So I said, “Excuse me, what are you doing,
I’m using the bathroom here,”
and they responded,
“but this is the only way to get through.”
And I’m sure there was another way through,
but I then realized that these were people
for the garage sale, and they were
just walking through to look at more
of my neighbor’s belongings for sale.
As more people came walking through,
I couldn’t believe that strangers
were walking through this bathroom,
never even noticing me
while I was sitting on the toilet
with my pants down,
because they were so focused
on looking through someone else’s belongings.
I don’t know,
I don’t think I have bathroom issues,
but
I just don’t like feeling so
exposed.
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