I’ve also heard that the best way to get people to leave a
party that has gone too long is to turn up the music and say “OMG, this is my
favorite song. Listen to the lyrics.”
I’ve been to a party where that happened, and it’s true.
But back to our dreams.
I don’t totally agree with the view that hearing other people’s dreams induces
a snoozefest. It can be a bore to hear
someone talk about themselves, dreams or otherwise, but some people have
awesome dreams that turn into successful books and movies, songs and poetry,
inventions and innovations. It’s all in
the delivery. It’s how Twilight was born,
and regardless of your preference, Team Twilight or Team I Can’t Wait Until
This Undead Thing Dies, it’s no secret that dreams are a great source of
creative inspiration and ideas that, if nurtured and expanded, can catapult a
career or start a revolution. It just
has to be done well to be successful.
Dreams are also studied as if they lend insight into our
personalities or futures. I’ve looked up
countless dreams in dream dictionaries to see what they mean. Books and websites on dream interpretation
are fun, but like horoscopes, are unreliable.
These interpretations usually tell me that my dreams show that I am
repressing something. Ridiculous.
I used to have vivid dreams that I remembered upon
waking. They were wild and random and of
course would make great movies and books.
I was never smart enough to write any of them down, so I lose. And although I can usually remember a little
of my dreams once in a while, I often don’t sleep enough to get a good long dream
going, and I don’t take any prescription drugs that bring on a good crazy-dream
side effect. Double loser.
My mother has great dreams.
I always tell her to write that crap down, because they are
fantastic. She doesn’t, but she enthralls
us with the stories she spins from her dreams. My favorite dream of hers is
when she pulled worms out of her arm à la Black Swan. Gross and disturbing, yes; boring, no.
I guess the trick to describing our dreams is to be a good storyteller
or to realize when it might be a start to something worthwhile. Only then can you keep someone’s attention while
talking about yourself. If you care,
that is.
If you don’t, you can just throw it right out there that last
night you dreamed a baby elephant pooped on your bed.*
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*That’s all I got, anyway.
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