dream sequence – part 39


I continue to have vivid dreams every night — and I continue to forget them immediately upon waking up. One recent exception took place Wednesday morning. It was a throwback to when I worked for a government contractor back in the late 80s, but it was set in the current time — a juxtaposition possible only in the dream world.

My wife and I were living somewhere that wasn’t our current New England home. If I had to guess, it was Huntsville, Alabama given the style of the home and the fact that the dream’s scenario echoed my life back then. We had guests lounging in our living room — none that I recognized, but all very much engaged in individual conversations — when I remembered that I was expecting other guests.

It was Sales staff from Sun Microsystems, who were a UNIX workstation powerhouse back then. In the late 80s, Sun would frequently wine and dine government contractors like me in an attempt to curry favor. In my dream, I had invited a bunch of them over to my home for reasons that were frankly unclear to me. They came to the door and rang the bell, and I let them in — 8 of them in casual attire, when plain shirt and tie was far more typical back in the day. Our dining room table only sat 6, and none of our current guests seemed to be in a hurry to leave. It would be about the right time to start getting overwhelmed, but instead I woke up.

Normally that would be the end of it, but when I fell back to sleep, the dream resumed with a conversation with my wife about the dinner party, which had evidently occurred the night before. I didn’t remember anything that happened after letting the Sun folks in. In reality, my previous dream had ended at that point, but in my current dream-reality, I was panicking at the thought that I might have somehow blacked out during an important meeting. I hadn’t had anything to drink, I reasoned. My wife assured me that the meeting went just fine, but my lack of recollection left me acutely uneasy.

When I next woke up, it was time to get ready for work — at my real job. Clearly I need more time to get my dreams in sync.

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