The School Train

I had my childhood train set laid out on the floor of a big barn.
It ran from a station uphill to the door at the top of the barn.
Powered by clockwork, it looked good and worked well.
As I was looking at it I caught a movement out of the corner of my eye. It was a tiny child running to catch the train. More followed and boarded the train. All wore school uniform and had schoolbags.
Then, without me touching it, the train moved off and trundled along, up to its destination. I watched as the children disembarked and run out of the top barn door.
The train waited at the top station presumably for the schoolchildren when they came out of school.
The whole episode didn't seem that odd and I was pleased that the train set had some use.
Then the barn filled with wasps, not so pleasing.
Some balance law had asserted itself.

Wasps out of season.

Just thought I would add a dream painting that I did a while back. Got dozens of them. This one was about being chased by giant wasps that came out of ear ring type nests on the trees.

I had to really run to escape them and climbed up a toffee coated pole in a futile attempt to evade them.

Needless to say I was even more attractive to them and there was really no escape.

Never been that keen on wasps.

The ear rings were typical of the type worn by my partner at that time. Hers were not however, as far as I was aware, wasp filled. The dream gave a good start to tackling ongoing relationship difficulties. Actually when I think about it, these were never really resolved. Constantly felt under attack. It revolves around power issues I probably have with women.

However sometimes a toffee covered pole is just a toffee covered pole, whatever that means.