March 25, 2009

  • Bubbles: Like My Dreams They Fade and Die

    I woke up this morning with three very important things gleaned from my dreams. I forgot all but one in the 30 seconds it took for me to sit up and get to my computer to note the three things down. And now, I'm wondering how to apologize to someone for a response I sent to a message I can't find any record of having received. {shakes head} I could say that I'm sorry, Kate, for being confused in my dream as to who you were and only realizing later in the dream, would it do any good? Would you ever see it?

    It was a really weird set of dreams. I was back on my college campus (not entirely certain if it was Dayton or CMU) and a number of different things happened including me running into a girl who I'd met at orientation and had in another life (alternate pants leg in time?) very clumsily asked out. She changed features too, going from kind of short and plump with long blonde hair to short and skinny with short red hair. The facial shape changed too. In my waking hours, I don't remember who either is, although I have my suspicions. Oh, and at one point, I remember being in a kitchen and another point drinking some kind of a protein drink which might have been based on peanut brittle except that the bottles kept multiplying. Either that or I was drinking old stale bottles of it. It's all so disjointed now.

    Another oddity, I woke up a few minutes before my alarm again, totally awake, but convincing myself it was too early and going back to bed. I like the fact that I'm waking up on time. Now I need to actually get up at that time.