Dreams
A day or two ago I had a variation on a recurring dream. I'm in summer school classes of some sort. Parts of the day I go to my classes as expected of me, but I take one or two hour breaks throughout the day. This seems completely natural -- life-giving, even. I often hang out with Adam. In one break, we are canoeing on a river.
Gradually, I realize that there are major responsibilities I've simply been foregoing. A nice counselor man with long black hair and a sympathetic face appears at one point. He looks a bit like Yanni, but with a more American face, sort of like Bob Saget. He explains patiently that I have been missing entire classes, seminars, workshops. And this is odd to him, because I signed up for these things in the first place. Isn't this what I want? he asks.
Every weekday from 5pm to 6:30, for example, there is a theater workshop I registered to attend. I see the poster for it on a wall. I imagine myself learning to act by practicing with my peers, other young smart people. Maybe a girl. I feel that would be great fun. I can see I would have registered for it, though I'm frightened that I can't recall any such thing. And 5pm - 6:30pm every day seems too much of a burden. How will I have the energy to cook dinner after the workshop? Won't I be cranky from exhaustion before we even get started on this workshop? At the same time, doesn't any kind of enrichment require extra effort?
Gradually, I realize that there are major responsibilities I've simply been foregoing. A nice counselor man with long black hair and a sympathetic face appears at one point. He looks a bit like Yanni, but with a more American face, sort of like Bob Saget. He explains patiently that I have been missing entire classes, seminars, workshops. And this is odd to him, because I signed up for these things in the first place. Isn't this what I want? he asks.
Every weekday from 5pm to 6:30, for example, there is a theater workshop I registered to attend. I see the poster for it on a wall. I imagine myself learning to act by practicing with my peers, other young smart people. Maybe a girl. I feel that would be great fun. I can see I would have registered for it, though I'm frightened that I can't recall any such thing. And 5pm - 6:30pm every day seems too much of a burden. How will I have the energy to cook dinner after the workshop? Won't I be cranky from exhaustion before we even get started on this workshop? At the same time, doesn't any kind of enrichment require extra effort?