House on a Pole

I started out somewhere on Afton Mountain. I wasn't driving, but I was traveling some how. I could have been flying or walking or climbing, but I'm not sure which.

Anyway, while I was there, I wound up meeting up with Rich Z (from work) and we wound up going to my house. The house turned out to be the little rented house I lived in for a couple of months while I was in Savannah, GA. He was supposed to be helping me out with fixing it up or something.

Once we got there, we went inside. We were walking through the house trying to decide what needed to be done to it when the house lifted up all of a sudden and went up in the air 100 or 200 feet.

While it was up in the air, I had a dual vantage point of what was going on. I could see the house from the outside, seeing the big wooden hydraulic telescoping pole that it was sitting on top of, but I was also still in the house, feeling it moving and jerking about, almost as if it were swinging from the end of a rope rather than sitting on a giant pole.

The house eventually went back down, and Rich and I resumed our walk around the house as if nothing had happened, or as if it had at least been a known feature of the house. Then the house shot up again, swinging around more wildly this time, and there was a loud cracking sound and the wooden pole below the house snapped. I felt the house falling for quite some time, tumbling about and the wind blowing around wildly, but eventually the house landed and stopped.

Even though the pole had broken and the house had fallen, I wound up leaving through a trap door in the floor of the house and I started shimmying my way down the pole. On my way down, I noticed that there was a big hole, like a knothole of a tree, and it was full of ants. I thought to myself, "Great! I just can't seem to get away from ants!" (in waking life we had a couple of ant problems over the past few weeks and I'm tired of it.)

As I looked around for a way to get around the ants without getting them all over me, I saw that the wooden pole was now a big limbless tree trunk, and the house was no longer on top of it. I decided that I just need to go past the nest of ants quickly and I'd be okay. I did that and finally got to the ground, and Rich was there waiting on me to resume talking about the house.