Apr 18, 2007 17:21
For many years I have been plagued by an odd nightmare. I am taking a flight out of the country. I arrive at the airport, and I don't have a passport. Somehow I forgot that one was necessary. Nor do I have any way of getting a passport in time to be able to make my flight. I must have missed dozens of dream flights over the years due to my habitual lack of a passport.
Last night, I had the dream again, only this time my daughter was traveling with me. Finally....we both had passports! We were going to visit my dad who happened to be in London (I have no idea why)...but we were running so late so as to miss the required boarding time for our flight. But then when I looked more closely at our tickets I saw that there was fine print indicating that we could take *any* flight we wished on that day. So all was well.
In this particular dream, I also discovered that I had a son and daughter that I didn't know about. I could see them in the distance, across a field, playing together. Somebody asked me "what's your son's name?" and I said "Miles--it's an anagram for Smile". For some reason, my daughter's name was Julia, but there was no explanation for that name....it is not a particularly favored name of mine. And I don't think it's an anagram for anything meaningful...