Over the past view months, I have had repeating variations on the same dream. In all of them, my parents are either moving a) from their house in Maine back to Hempstead, NY, where I grew up, b) from Hempstead to Maine, or c) from their current house to a new house, also in Maine.

In most of these dreams, we are trying to coordinate the movie but are worried about getting all our things packed, not having a moving van and trying to move everything with a pickup in multiple trips, getting everything moved before I have to go back to work, etc. Only once have we successfully gotten moved in; usually the dream ends up being an exercise in anxiety, or I end up back at my elementary school in Garden City where all my classmates are frozen at age 12.

I hate having these dreams. I’m always incredibly frustrated and helpless in them and wake up feeling uneasy and sick. I don’t believe in dream interpretation much, but the fact that I have had countless numbers of the “moving dream” makes me wonder if my brain is trying to tell me something.