What purpose are dreams?

I friend of mine died recently. I won't go into detail... most of my soul searching prefers to remain within. But I will say then when something like this happens, everything becomes wrong. It isn't really wrong, but everything you do, even stuff you should just feels wrong. Well, then I had this dream... and everything is better. I can't really explain it, not really... but now when I think of the loss I and everyone who knew Nora have suffered, I think of this dream and it feels better... and the things that feel wrong don't feel wrong anymore.

I've always heard people say things such as "Dreams are the mind's way of working out the events of the day" and similar thoughts. Well, from some of the chronicling of my own dreams I can't see how that could be the case, seeing that those dreams are more bizarre than most anything I do during the day. But sometimes... a dream comes along that fits the bill, that demonstrates and delivers a true case of the mind healing an injured soul. I can't explain it, I just experienced it. What can I say... cool.

The world is a big place. Really big. I am in constant awe of how really immensely big it is. This may sound like I'm changing the subject... and I am. It's my journal, heh. Every time I think of how great it would be to explore another planet, another star system... just to see what there is to see, I usually come back to our own planet and realize I'd be just as impressed if I could go explore China, or Brazil or even Orchard Farm Missouri for that matter. Today I, for no reason other than curiosity, I took off driving down our city street with my ever present friends Steph and Dave and discovered that we live a snap of the fingers away from farm country. We discovered corn fields, more corn fields and other fields of stuff I could not identify. Then suddenly marinas. There's no lake that I know of around here but there were boat shops and marinas and private club signs all over. We followed the signs and discovered a river, still not sure which one cause I know where the Missouri river is and it's on the other side of what we found. Everything was beautiful and peaceful.

Fortunately, it's my journal. and I can stop without summing up if I want to. Ha! -Jeffg
posted by Jeff Gatlin at 6/19/2000 12:58:00 AM

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Need I say more? --Jeffg


posted by Jeff Gatlin at 6/09/2000 02:35:00 PM