Dream

Posted on June 15, 2003 in Dreams

A variation on a dream that I keep having.

I’m in school and I’m flunking out because I haven’t been attending classes. My mother and I are arguing about something. She says that in a few weeks I will be graduating but what will I do then? I think about all the courses that I am flunking because I don’t want to sit through the day listening to them. I hop the fence into a chaparral congested field to get away when the classes turn boring.

The registrar appears next to me with the list of courses that I am failing. I, a grown man, turn to her and say “Enough! I graduated from high school more than 25 years ago. You cannot make me do this again.”

Dream

Posted on June 13, 2003 in Dreams

“The nice thing about chocolate Easter bunnies,” he says, “is that they can break into a million pieces and you still can eat every bit.”

Dream

Posted on June 12, 2003 in Dreams

I’m working in a company, some Silicon Valley place where the high-ranking men wear silver-gray tailored suits that they wear open as if there’s nothing hiding behind their back (which they keep covered).

The president of the company wants me to find his checks so he can write one out to meet a schedule. I go look for them. He tells me that I won’t find them until I do my work, clear a pile of boxes from my desk. The work goes fast and I distribute the boxes quickly. I find the box with the checks in it and I find myself delaying. I’ve got until noon. There’s time enough.