"I... don't remember!" The tale of my crazy dream.
So I woke up this morning.
And the night had been so long.
It seems that I had had my mind on you.
Hahaha okay so maybe I stole those words from Hanson. But that's an appropriate way to open up the wonderful/crazy dream I had last night. The part where my memory starts is at a Hanson concert. In real life, I have never been to a Hanson concert, so every one I've found myself at has only been in my dreams. So anyway... the concert happens, then suddenly I am sitting at a big picnic table chatting with Isaac Hanson. He walks away, then comes Zac. After him, Taylor. I thoroughly enjoy myself, they have a blast talking to me. I realize I am the only one I know from the concert, so I scramble for my keys. I realize I don't have my keys, and therefore I don't have my car. I start freaking out, then my sister Gretchen drives up with Lorelei in the back seat--she's driving a Geo Metro for some reason in this dream, though in real life she drives a verrrrry nice Ford Focus. She asks me if I need a ride, and I say, "Logically. Where am I?" When she replies that I am in Oklahoma City, I freak out yet again, trying to figure out how I got here. I know I had purchased train tickets. I knew I had gotten in my car in Waco to drive to the Amtrak station at Fort Worth, but I don't remember getting on the train or riding in the train for 4 hours or being picked up at the Amtrak station in Oklahoma City. I don't remember getting to the Hanson concert. This fact bothers me severely, but I just accept it and ride home. On the way home, the on-ramp to I-40 and the highway itself (all you Okies will get this part) start breaking up into little pieces, and all these pieces grow new highways. Gretchen and Lorelei disappear, and I am stuck in the driver's seat of a Geo Metro underneath reproducing overpasses that are falling apart. I, still trying to figure out how I got to Oklahoma City without remembering the train, manage to run this little Geo Metro off into a bubbling lake that appears out of nowhere on the north side of Reno (I decided to drive UNDER 1-40 for some reason... and I am still downtown). But for some reason, I don't go into the bubbling lake with the Geo Metro. I am standing on a cushiony chair in the middle of a tea party happening on a meridian in the middle of Reno. I witness the Geo Metro fly into the murky, bubbly water, and stare in amazement at the explosion that the impact creates. "Don't touch that" says a voice behind me in a Australian accent, and I turn around to see a very tall woman point toward an antique table next to me, topped not with a hard surface but a cushion that looked like the sky. I get confused, so I hop onto the sidewalk, making sure not to touch the cushion. And I have to follow a maze of sidewalks back to my house in Oklahoma City.
Then I woke up in Waco, having slept through two morning appointments. Lovely.
But at least Hanson kept true to their promise.
I'll be with you in your dreams.
Posted on Thu, April 3, 2008
by Hannah Decker filed under