Monday, August 04, 2003
Starting to be a Theme
It’s starting to be a theme with me. Sunday night I can’t fall asleep, even when my eyes are burny and I’m tired. Then I have some sort of stress dream right before I wake up.
This dream was set on a Friday, I was going to catch a flight that night. My itinerary was blurry whenever I checked it, the way you sometimes can’t really read in dreams, but you think you know what it says.
The trip was something cool - Boston to London and on to a few other European cities that aren’t clear now.
I left work usual time, went home and started packing to leave, and time wasn’t an issue. At some point I took another look at my ticket and realized my plane had left at 6:30 pm and it was then 7:45 pm. I was panicked. I called the airline from my cellphone as I was just nearing the terminal.
The man who answered was very nice (weird, huh) and tried to hook me up with a different connection flight.
In dreams, certain phrasing like “i missed my connection” seems to reverberate and take on several meanings. The nice person on the phone tried to do something for the immediate moment, but eventually had to say, “I’m sorry, you should just go back home. We’ll see tomorrow.”
So I was outside the terminal, rolling my suitcase back home, completely distraught at how I could have messed up something so important. How could I have not paid more attention, lost track of time, not planned better? “It” sucked, “It” was gone and I wouldn’t get it back, not how, when or where I wanted “It”.
I woke up feeling like “not again” and sorely dejected. I’m better now, but bad dreams can feel like hangovers not entirely cured.
I paid more attention to flowers as I walked to work, and the happy dogs I saw, the people who smiled at me.
As usual, once at my desk I started off the day with 2 separate to-do lists—one for work, and one for personal. Time to get started.
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