If Spiderman Can

What is it about dreams that lets everyone be a superhero?

Last night I was having the strangest dreams. In one dream I had I was driving along the highways in some unknown large metropolitan city. As I was zooming along I was in one of the right lanes and needed to be in the left lane because I was coming to a split in the highway. I couldn't change lanes because there was someone in the lane I needed in. So I thought to myself, "Stay in this lane and take the next exit and loop around!" So I did just that. That exit came up awful fast on the right but I was able to jerk the car around quick enough to make it.

Then IT happened. You know, that thing that always happens in dreams. That thing that could never happen in real life. That thing that happens because of the Laws of Physics or the Laws of Man or just because it can't happen. I took that exit and began to loop around and then my perspective changed from the driver's to that of someone watching from above. That's when I realized the exit ramp quickly dropped off and became a brick wall inside a large pit full of water. What to do?

Easy! Stop the car and climb the wall of course. After all there were several windows and vents on the wall. So I started to climb. It seemed that the wall just kept getting taller and taller. I made it to some windows. No help, they were just sealed up. I finally made it to a vent. I was able to reach in and tear it out and then miraculously I was able to start tearing bricks down and rip into the duct work and climb down to safety.

Now for a few thoughts on the dream. 1. Why did I stop the car and get out? Couldn't I have just stopped, put the car in reverse and back out? 2. Why did I climb the wall? I can't climb walls. The only explanation I have is that Chris bought our Grandson Jace some new Spiderman underwear yesterday. Maybe Spiderman was on my mind. I promise he was not on my waist. 3. Why did I go down the vent? I'm not quite sure about that because that is where the water was. Oh well, I woke up and was none the worse for wear.

I did like the perspective thing though. Wouldn't it be great if we could really do that?

© 2008 Barry T Horst


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What a Night-Did Some Shopping-Never Left Home

Dreams are really wonderful things. I have noticed that in my dreams I often know the people involved; or at least they are vaguely familiar to me. Also, in dreams I can do things that I know that I can't do in reality. I remember having dreams in which I could run faster than a speeding bullet, leap tall buildings; you know, the whole Superman thing. In dreams you can do things you have always wanted to do but were unable to. You can do the impossible. You can...... well, follow your dreams!

Last night I had a dream. In this dream I was shopping. I was shopping in a Goodwill store. I was shopping in a Goodwill store for a toothbrush; an electric toothbrush. Now tell me, who goes to Goodwill looking for an electric toothbrush? I found one that I apparently thought would fill the bill. It was red. Not only was it red, but it had a Kool-Ade logo on the side. Now that is what I really want, an electric toothbrush that advertises for Kool-Ade. When I went to the counter to ask the sales lady about the toothbrush she informed that there was a small hole in the side, but that it still works. I looked and sure enough, there was a hole. I remember thinking to myself in the dream, "How did she know there was hole in it? How did she know that it worked? Did she use it?" Yuck! I put the toothbrush down. I didn't really want a Kool-Ade Electric Toothbrush anyway.

I don't think I will be following that dream anytime soon. Oh, and the lady. It seems that she is the mother of one of my students from several years ago. Just think, one night you might be working at a Goodwill Store or looking for used electric toothbrushes. Yeah, in your dreams; in your wildest dreams.

Before I go, I must tell you that Boo-Boo is sitting here with me this morning. He would like some attention and is trying to get it by rubbing his head on me while I type. This makes for a lot of re-typing. He also takes his paw and will touch my arm as if he is saying, "Play with me, PLEASE!"

"Yes I will play with you and rub on you Boo as soon as I finish this!"


© 2007 Barry T Horst



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