"Often in actual life, and not infrequently in the myths and popular tales, we encounter the dull case of the call unanswered; for it is always possible to turn the ear to the other interests. Refusal of the summons converts the adventure into its negative. Walled in boredom, hard work, or "culture," the subject loses the power of significant affirmative action and becomes a victim to be saved. His flowering world becomes a wasteland of dry stones and his life feels meaningless - even though, like King Minos, he may through titanic effort succeed in building and empire of renown. Whatever house he builds, it will be a house of death: a labyrinth of cyclopean walls to hide from him his Minotaur.All he can do is create new problems for himself and await the gradual approach of his disintegration." Campbell, Joseph. The Hero With a Thousand Faces. New York: Bollingen, 1949.
In this dream I let myself be victim to my own insecurities. What a petty quest it was to try and latch the door for those bimbos! My head is down and I am sad, but the sun is setting on lesser strife and the world is open for self-fulfillment that is not locked inside a pretentious warehouse.
It's difficult to not get stuck in self-defeat and mourn opportunities missed. External forces are easy to label as obstacles, but that's just lazy. There is a quest awaiting. Judgement and rejection have no place in the triumph. The world outside ourselves is a giant mirror. Everything we see is only ever seen through our eyes, therefore everything we know in this world is some version of ourselves.