Monday, September 14, 2009

I Dreamed A Dream

Initially, I was in a car with my cop partner. Suddenly, we were chasing a car through downtown Birmingham, following it until it stopped at a small hole-in-the-wall diner. I was the only one who had gone unnoticed, so the task fell to me to go in and make the arrest. I walked into the diner, and moments later, the crooks were in custody.

Suddenly, I was hiking a long, long journey. I did not know my destination. Only that the journey was to be long. My companions and I made a small camp fire and had a meager dinner. The next night we found ourselves camping in a Wal-Mart. I searched for the perfect spot to watch the Alabama football game. Instead of watching it on the big screen tvs, I had to resort to watching it on a smaller screen. And the cost of a coke was ridiculous - $4.75.

Then I awoke.

And this is what I really did over the last couple of days:

Thursday night I watched Police Women of Broward County on tv.
Saturday I went to Walmart to pick up a few items, and watched football games at home later that day.
And, at various points throughout the weekend and over the last week I have been reading The Fellowship of the Ring - they just started their journey South.

Coincidence? No, afraid not. It happens quite often. My reality often gets mixed with my dreams. Confusing at times? Sometimes.


beatrice said...

for some reason your blog always, always makes me hungry.

or maybe it's just lunchtime.

rachel tsunami said...

A verse in Ecclesiastes 5 says, "Dreams cometh through the multitude of business."

What you experience is the truth of this verse. The business of our lives lodges somehow in our brains. I can almost always trace the elements in my dreams to what I've done, seen, or thought that day. Weird sometimes.

Kelly Spezzano said...

Owl, I found this post so hillarious... I had to read it to Jim... Do you find that things you eat affect your dreams too?

Owl of the Desert said...

R.T. - Thanks for the verse. I'll have to remember to mark that.

Kelly - No, I haven't noticed anything according to what I've eaten, but I've probably just never paid attention to it. I do know that if I eat chocolate right before bed, I won't be doing any dreaming for quite a while. :-)

Whitney said...

Hehe. Dreams are cooky like that!

I had heard of Pablo Neruda before, but it wasn't until I was reading a blog and the girl who writes the blog posted a segment of a poem. So I looked up Pablo Neruda...and whoa. I loved a bunch of the poems!