What comes of dreams
For as long as I can remember, I've had strange dreams. I will literally wake up thinking to myself "What the heck was THAT all about?!" Within a matter of minutes, I am also completely unable to remember any actual details of said dream.
I woke up from one the other day...I believe it was Monday night. In typical fashion, I woke up thinking it was a pretty weird dream, and I don't remember anything at all about it. However, ever since then, an old acquaintance from high school has been stuck in my mind: Cathy Reay.
I never really knew her very well. She moved to Maple Lake around our 8th or 9th grade year. She caught my eye because she reminded me very strongly of Lea Thompson from Back to the Future. We weren't friends or anything; we might have spoken a handful of times, but nothing memorable. I ran into her again back in '96 at my friend's wedding. She was one of the bridesmaids. We reminisced about how horrible Maple Lake High School was, particularly how utterly mean the kids were to newcomers. I got to dance with her at the reception.
But that's it. I haven't seen her in 10 years. So, why have I been thinking about her now for 3 days straight? It makes me wonder what that dream was all about.
I woke up from one the other day...I believe it was Monday night. In typical fashion, I woke up thinking it was a pretty weird dream, and I don't remember anything at all about it. However, ever since then, an old acquaintance from high school has been stuck in my mind: Cathy Reay.
I never really knew her very well. She moved to Maple Lake around our 8th or 9th grade year. She caught my eye because she reminded me very strongly of Lea Thompson from Back to the Future. We weren't friends or anything; we might have spoken a handful of times, but nothing memorable. I ran into her again back in '96 at my friend's wedding. She was one of the bridesmaids. We reminisced about how horrible Maple Lake High School was, particularly how utterly mean the kids were to newcomers. I got to dance with her at the reception.
But that's it. I haven't seen her in 10 years. So, why have I been thinking about her now for 3 days straight? It makes me wonder what that dream was all about.