06/14/04
The Ants Come Marching One By One, Two By Two, Three By...


I didn't take note of this because I'd rather forget it! Suffice it to say that I was in my bedroom with the lights on and I noticed an ant crawling around the foot of my bed. I think I killed it. Then I spotted a few more and freaked out; I grabbed the ant spray and sprayed them. They didn't die immediately but I hoped they would soon; they just kind of sat there and wiggled. The action seemed to then alternate between me leaving my room for various reasons and then returning, ALWAYS to find NEW ants crawling around the foot of my bed!! It's like there was a big space between that and the footboard, and the ants were just trundling up the blanket like they owned the place. Every time, I freaked out even more and zapped them with the spray. This would stop them but they'd still be wiggling and MORE would just take their place whenever I looked again!

I can't remember what I was doing whenever I left my room, but I was getting seriously freaked out by now since I HATE ants! I couldn't understand why my ant killer wasn't working! At one point I think I spotted a few ants crawling on my floor, but that didn't bother me as much because I thought maybe they were just escapees, and they weren't in my bed. The bed is a private place! It felt so defiled now!

I briefly thought on one trip back, "Maybe if I clean my room they'll go away, since they'll have nothing to eat!" I think I'd just read an article about food attracting ants. BUT, cleaning would entail finding the source of the ants, and I just could not deal with that right now! So I refused to even clean my room.

I kept going in, spraying, and leaving, by now starting to sob hysterically. The blanket at the foot of my bed was SOAKED and dripping with ant spray; I was worried about myself or the cat getting poisoned. Could I even sleep on that thing? The wiggling ants stayed where they were yet when I returned again, either some new, fresh ants had crawled atop them, or they were recovering! GROOOOOSSSSS!! I wailed and left my room to seek out my parents elsewhere in the house. By now, I was starting to resolve myself to sleeping on the couch! I'd done it before, I could do it again!

BUT!...sleeping is only ONE thing I do in my room--I couldn't stay out of there forever! I'd have to face it sooner or later! Besides, I'm nocturnal and sleep during the day, and Dad gets home around five PM. I'd be only a few hours into my sleep by the time he'd get home and want to sit on the couch and watch TV. That wouldn't work. :( So I considered sleeping upstairs in my brother's old room even though all of that is cluttered with storage now, or even sleeping in Dad's bed when he was sitting on the couch. So conflicted!

I just kept going into my room and spraying anew, crying my eyes out. My whole room felt so contaminated. Why wouldn't these ants just die? Wouldn't they EVER go away?

This dream may have been inspired by a few things from real life. Not long ago I found a solitary ant scurrying across my bed, and that really freaked me out lest I find more (which I haven't, so far). Also recently I've been bothered that my favorite tree, in our front yard, now has a line of ants marching up and down it steadily (I visit this tree every morning and the ants always marching so close by REALLY bother me!). And just yesterday or the day before, for some reason I reiterated to my mother, I think, how much I hate ants. They have been a great fear of mine since childhood when I unknowingly drank from a cup swarming with them. GLUGH!! >_<



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