Sunday, March 30, 2008

And Now, For a Bit of Weirdness

Last night I had the strangest dream.

Now, the fact that I dreamed, and remembered it, is in itself remarkable. I seldom do so, but I'm glad this was the exception. It means I got some good quality REM sleep last night. I must have gotten enough oxygen, despite my stuffy nose-due-to-spring-allergies.

But I digress.

I dreamed that I was in my twenties again, and dating. I don't recall the young man's name, but I understood that this was someone I'd been seeing regularly. From the tempestuousness of the relationship, I think he was a stand-in for a real person I dated after my mission, but I won't read anything into that.

We went to some kind of theme or amusement park on Phoenix's west side--something that did not exist in the time period, and still doesn't, as far as I know, today. There was a lot of conversation, quite crazy, if I recall, a red roadster of the type that was popular during the 30s (and I don't go back that far!), a misunderstanding, a long walk by myself through dark streets to find the car or another way home, and my errant boyfriend, who had actually NOT driven off in a huff after all, but was waiting for me, repentantly, at the roadster.

I don't recall anything more physical between us than me resting my head on his shoulder with his arm around me, but that felt very nice.

Oh well.

At this time in my life, I don't envision myself remarrying, so I don't know why this dream included a relationship. I don't rule it out, but I'm by nature a solitary soul, and I need a lot of time for my writing. I don't know if I'm capable of investing time and effort in a marriage right now. For me, the ideal prospective spouse would have to be pretty self-sufficient.

Even so, the feel of a man's shoulder under my head and a caring arm around me was comforting. But it was only one night, and only in my dreams.

1 comment:

  1. Marsha,
    That was quite the dream. Maybe it's the sign of a relationship to come. Or maybe just a dream sent to comfort you. Who can say with dreams?

    Keep the dream in mind, though. You never know when you might need to refer to it again ... in real life, or as a plot in a book.

    Oh ... by the way, I mentioned you in my blog at
    If you get a minute, go check it out.


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