Dream diary July 2016
I've had a few odd dreams lately but the one that prompted this post isn't particularly original, just meaningful. I think the setting was some sort of lecture or lesson and I was supposed to take some notes. At first, I could not find my fountain pen* and I was obviously quite annoyed by this. Eventually, the person sitting next to me (a boy with long blond hair, probably someone from my high school years) found my pen and gave it to me but there was no ink left in it. I had cartridges but none of them fitted the pen so I still couldn't write.
In terms of interpretation, this is quite straightforward and quite boring really. I mean, if a character in a book had such a dream it would be labelled as a cliché and probably be taken out of the first draft (even my dreams are clichés!).
*I like using a fountain pen as, once you have found the 'right' pen, the ink flows more smoothly than with a ballpoint. As a French kid, I had to learn to use a fountain pen anyway. Unfortunately, I did not keep the fountain pen I used when I was a student and I have been struggling to find the 'right' fountain pen since then. I have one I like to hold but I find the ink does not run through consistently. I regularly try to use it again and get frustrated with it. I'm still convinced that the 'right' pen is out there, somewhere. Maybe I'll find a decent one this summer, while I'm in France. I know Parker ones are supposed to be good but I don't like the fact that they cannot take standard cartridges. It feels ellistist and wrong, somehow. I can be very funny about my fountain pens when I really don't care about ballpoints. Weird!
In terms of interpretation, this is quite straightforward and quite boring really. I mean, if a character in a book had such a dream it would be labelled as a cliché and probably be taken out of the first draft (even my dreams are clichés!).
*I like using a fountain pen as, once you have found the 'right' pen, the ink flows more smoothly than with a ballpoint. As a French kid, I had to learn to use a fountain pen anyway. Unfortunately, I did not keep the fountain pen I used when I was a student and I have been struggling to find the 'right' fountain pen since then. I have one I like to hold but I find the ink does not run through consistently. I regularly try to use it again and get frustrated with it. I'm still convinced that the 'right' pen is out there, somewhere. Maybe I'll find a decent one this summer, while I'm in France. I know Parker ones are supposed to be good but I don't like the fact that they cannot take standard cartridges. It feels ellistist and wrong, somehow. I can be very funny about my fountain pens when I really don't care about ballpoints. Weird!