Tuesday, March 31, 2009

Dreams

Everyone dreams, but some are forgotten before you even get up. There is one dream I have experienced with variations since I graduated in sixty five. I go to school and don't remember my locker number or combination. I can't remember my schedule. I go to the office and they can't help me for some reason. Bells ring and I don't know where to go. Last night I had that dream again. This time the office had been moved because of reconstruction. I went to the new office, which was small and disorganized. The lady inside was putting her pants on. Did she live in there. I shut the door until she could get herself together. She couldn't tell me what my schedule was. No computers of course. Her files weren't even there. Now, you talk about post traumatic syndrome, school must have severely traumatized me if I am having that kind of dream at my age.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Dang!!! Hahaha! I'm sure it was a stressful dream... But it's funny to think about YOU having that dream. Are there any aspects of your life in which you feel "lost"? I love you!

Aunt Toni said...

I never feel lost when I am awake. Aunt Toni

Cherikeegirl said...

I use to have dreams about school all the time...oddly, I don't anymore...but theyre still just as confusing...