Dreaming

I read once that dreams help you to process experiences, and that you cannot dream about someone you don't know or haven't met. I can't say how true this is, but as I can't recall strangers in dreams it could be true.

 

I am scraping the barrel here. I have determined to write a blog post today, and my mind has gone blank, and a quick delve into my subconscious, has dragged up this really weird dream I had last night. Something must be going on, but what it is, I have no idea. I was back in a school that I worked in forty years ago, and I was incensed because I was the headteacher, but had just been ousted in a coup led by my good friend and all round lovely person, Angela.

 

A little background here. I was never the headteacher of Newtons School, nor did I aspire to be. Angela is the sweetest person I know, and Pauline, a complete nonentity that I didn't know I remembered.

 

I was mad! I reasoned, cajoled, threatened, but Angela was adamant, a decision had been made at a meeting of The Singing Group that I had to go, and that was that, Pauline was taking over, and would I like to see the Jobs Vacant list?

 

Being a dream, the job vacancies were on one of those rolling calendar ring-binder type of things that seemed to display only houses for sale. No-one thought this odd.

 

The situation was ludicrous, the plot incredible, but the FEELINGS! My, they were real! Anger, frustration, disappointment, futility, betrayal …

 

It was a relief to wake up.

 

Maybe there IS something I need to come to terms with here. Stuff I thought I'd dealt with …

 

Nope, not going there.

 

Happy Tuesday, everybody. See you in my dreams!

 

 

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