Despite the name of this blog, Sweet Posy Dreams, it is not generally about the kind of dreams I have when I’m sleeping. But last night, I had the most interesting dream, a twist on a frequent dream scenario (for me).
Whenever my life is spinning out of control – even if I don’t know it – or I feel that I am losing my grip in some way, I have a dream like this:
I’m driving down a winding road and lose control of my car, veering off the road. Sometimes the brakes don’t work, but usually I lose control of the car because I am going too, too fast. I usually wake up before the crash, but sometimes I just wind up stuck in a muddy field. Depressing, isn’t it?
I was riding a unicycle on an expressway. (Try and picture this. By the way, my dream unicycle looked like what a dark blue Vespa would look like if it were a unicycle.) There were two semi-trucks ahead of me, so I decided to go around them. (I must be a very strong pedal-er!) Just as I started around the semi directly in front of me, it swerved over to pass the truck ahead of it. I was forced off the road (pedaling all the time!) onto a heavily graveled shoulder. I went over the shoulder, into the grass, and was heading for a wooded area. “Curtains,” I thought, but no! Just as I got to the edge of the woods, I executed a swanky curve maneuver and came to a clean, safe stop. Just like that, I held my own against two tractor-trailer trucks and lived to tell the tale with nary a scratch! Just me and my unicycle.
I think this is a propitious sign! But I'm not buying a unicycle. Yet.