Dreams are strange. Like a drunk projectionist staggering round your brain, you never know what's going to be shown on those juddering spools.
Unless, of course, it's a recurring dream that's topping the cranial bill.
I'd love to dream about running toy stalls or Thunderbirds or my Grandchildren.
But the projectionist has other ideas. My top billing is always the same. My old job.
I worked for a urban charity for 20 years, working my way slowly up to the position of deputy dog. I enjoyed the first - sort of - 15 years but the final 5 were horrendous. Stress Central and then some. I hated it and dreaded every single day. My health suffered and couldn't wait to get out, which I did in 2005, thank God!
You would have thought that nearly twenty years later I would have got it out of my system. Dreamt it out like sweat.
But no, my dreams, the ones I remember, are most often back there, with me facing the same interminable problems I faced in reality: my beleaguered team, the pompous Board, a skeptical City Hall, ambitious colleagues, ailing funds, headstrong personalities, bitter rivalries, major cock-ups and abject failures.
Usually, at some point, after the palpable tension peaks, I get sacked or walk out and the night's dose is thankfully over.
As I say, I'd love to dream about nice stuff. I've been running this blog for nearly as long but never dream about it. It's obviously too nice!
C'mon Thunderbirds! I need my dreams rescuing! Send in the Mole!
A new dream for a new year!
Do you dream readers? Are any recurring?
Dreams are the subconscious mind working out life issues. I have recurring dreams to this day about my worst (and longest) job. In fact, I just had one last night. It means that those times were important to us, and not necessarily in a good way! Oh, if we could channel and mold our dreams to our liking! SFZ
ReplyDeleteCrikey, how similar SF! Glad it's not just me! Yes, dream channels would be great! I'd switch on my Nineteen Sixties! Ha ha
DeleteI usually never remember my dreams but if I do, it's often procedural stuff like me losing my keys or pants.
ReplyDeleteBut since I kicked into high gear with my puppet film I've been dreaming about my characters.
One is an Italian Spaceman who stars in a cheesy 1960s low budget rip-off of 2001.
The computer he's dismantling was full of cats ("paging Mr Schroedinger..."!)
Another is the woman of mystery who gives our heroine a hard time. I dreamt I was having a chat with her and boy, did she read me the Riot Act!
Talk about not breaking character!
I got even by drawing a couple of comics about both of them!
He hee, sounds like your dreams are your cutting room Looey! I love the computer full of cats! What an image!
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