I lost my dreams a while back, I didn’t have dreams anymore. Yeah, that sounds pretty melodramatic and sad but I just never remembered them, if they did occur. In the last week, they’ve come back more vibrant than ever.
Earlier this week I had a dream that was in movie format, complete with time lapses. At the bottom of the “screen” it would say ‘5 months later’ and then the new scene would start.
The other night my friend Misty and I drove to Vegas, which doesn’t make too much sense but it’s at least better than that freaky McDonald’s commercial where the dude is supposed to be dreaming about riding a burro with a cop holding an Egg McMuffin. Neither of us have a car and haven’t traveled anywhere together in about 10 years. I actually haven’t seen her in a couple years although we just recently wished each other a Happy Birthday in early January.
Last night I dreamed that I could sing and had an album out. Now um, I really can’t sing and the only time I used to was around the campfire when I used to go to Roberts Creek for a week every summer when I was 10. It could have to do with viewing the Flickr pics a couple of my contacts  have posted over the last couple weeks, of Matt Good in the studio [TheCooperation]. But why I would apply that to myself having that sorta talent is beyond me.
I have more work to do this weekend, being on call really sucks. Another part of my dream last night was getting an email saying I had a new job, that someone else wanted to hire me. So not only was I a singing sensation with a record deal, I had a new job. I didn’t really want to wake up this morning.
The bed was warm and snuggly and my dreams were pretty comforting. About 5 minutes after I did decide to leave the mass of blankets with my pillow-face I got a call from the Toronto office and here I am at the computer, working.
I don’t need to go to Vegas, I don’t need to be a star, I don’t need a majestic movie-like life. The part about the job offer would be really fantastic though – then I wouldn’t be sitting here. I’d still be back in bed, content and focusing on other, more realistic aspirations.