Calvin & Hobbes by Bill Waterson

Monday, September 13, 2004

The Dream Chronicles

So I like to write my dreams down when I remember them.... no matter how mundane. Though, they're frequently quite bizarre.

But amway, I distinctly recall dreaming 2 separate scenarios last night. Neither very long. You know how it is, when you only remember bits and pieces of dreams.

The Menagerie

So in the first scenario, I'm outside my folks' house and seem to have acquired my own li'l menagerie of animals, kinda like Snow White... there's pets such as cats and dogs, and a few wild animals including squirrels, birds and a there's even a deer. All hangin out at my folks' place like it's perfectly natural. Now, granted, my folks DO have a small wooded area behind their house... and, honestly, every one of those kinds of animals have been on the premises at one point or another. Just not all at once.

Then I hear this low growl that's obviously a large cat... and in the way of dreams where you know for certain things which you really should have no way of knowing, I know it's a bobcat. So here I am, surrounded by potential lunch, who I feel I need to protect. I mean, I don't begrudge the dood a decent meal... but not at my folks' place, please. And neither do I wanna hurt the guy. So the obvious solution is to attempt to shoo the predator away.

Then, as also happens quite conveniently in dreams, I suddenly have my eyes shut and am incapable of opening them. So I have no idea where the bobcat is, though I can hear him close, and I'm imaging all sorts of mayhem happening at any moment. I finally get my eyes open, but I can't find him... he's hiding behind the garage door. So I grab a blanket to shoo him out, but I only end up chasing him around in circles... he will NOT go off by the side of the house and just leave.

Last thing I remember is still chasing a bobcat around in circles with a blanket, while trying to herd the rest of my li'l charges into the house. And you may not believe it, but it seems dogs, cats, squirrels, birds and deer don't herd very well.

Troubling Work

The second scenario I remember somehow involved work. My boss was Dr. Elizabeth Weir (from Stargate Atlantis), though we were still here at the University. I think she was supposed to be the chancellor, and I had somehow totally screwed up by not showing up to work. Of course, it might have helped if I'd realized I was supposed to be working for her and not where I've been for the last 10 months.

** Side note: I seem to have a lot of dreams like this, where I suddenly discover I have some sort of responsibility that I've been completely neglecting for who-knows-how-long cuz I wasn't aware of it until that very moment. I think it's my subconscious feeling guilty for enjoying such a relatively responbility-free life (ie: no kids)... or waiting for one to suddenly drop into my lap.

Amway, there I am being ushered over the river and through the basement garage to my boss' office, knowing I'm about to get my ass chewed and that they expect me to grovel to keep my job. Which I don't do well, so there I am cussin and snortin cuz now I'm gonna have to go interview for that job I was lookin at after all, just when I thought I had my employment situation all wrapped up.

And that's about all I remember. I vaguely recall finally being confronted by this person who's supposed to be my boss, and not being horribly impressed. But I don't remember how it turned out.

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