Tuesday, October 31, 2006

The past two nights, I've had some horrid dreams man. And I don't want to turn this space into Dream Interpretation 101, but I'd be a fool if I didn't write about them, because these aren't your normal run-of-the-mill dreams. Two nights ago, I had a dream that I was visiting an African village, and when I peeked into one of the tents, I saw dead bodies everywhere. And these weren't freshly dead bodies, they looked as if they had been dead for quite some time. And then last night, I had a dream that my mother, my father, my brother and I were driving in the car, except my father was drunk and hitting parked cars. I yelled at my father(something I have never done in my 31 years) to pull over and I took over the wheel, but as I passed him outside the car, I asked him what the hell he was thinking(again, I've only cursed at my father one time, but never in an angry context). Both dreams were quick, but they definitely stuck with me. I haven't talked to my dad in a little bit, so I definitely need to call him, but why was the entire family together? That happens very little. In terms of the other dream, why the hell am I dreaming of dead African people in their villages? All this, and I haven't had a drink in two weeks.

I've come to conclusion that I am grossly underachieving in my life, and that is NOT an easy realization to admit to myself, let alone in a written forum. Judging by the responses I've gotten to my writing, and my own personal desires, I know I need to be writing something for someone and receiving some type of financial compensation for it as well. My passions are sports and writing, and my current job doesn't highlight either. In fact, NO paying job I've ever had has really done so. I've been quietly making moves to right this wrong, but in the interim, it gets increasingly difficult to come to work and be even remotely productive for sustained intervals of time(and yes that was a run-on sentence, but I was flowing man) An ex of mine used to tell me that getting paid big bucks was way more important than doing something you love, because ultimately bills needed to be paid. I thought she was a jackass then, and I think she's a bigger jackass now. Plus, she was rejected in her attempts to do what she loved, so I think she there were some residual hurt feelings, she was throwing my way. Not to get overly spiritual here, but I firmly believe that if you follow what God has placed in your heart as a passion, you will reap the financial rewards. And I'm dead serious when I say that, no sarcasm. This concludes the religious portion of the blog.

It seems as if Aaron McGruder, creator of the The Boondocks, has pulled a Chappelle, and walked away from his daily creation of the comicstrip. He has chosen to focus on the cartoon which airs on Comedy Central, and an upcoming movie. I've followed Aaron since the days when he only wrote for the University of Maryland newspaper(the Diamondback I believe its called), and I was disappointed to read that, especially since it seemed like one of the few comics that actually balanced political statements with humor. I've watched a few episodes of his show, and I was kind of lukewarm on it. I guess that's all I have now.

And finally, whoever invented this idea of turning the clocks back is a jackass. I keep waking up at 4:50 am, an hour earlier than I used to, and then when I get off work, its already dark. So now when I wake up its dark, and when I leave work its dark as well, which means my days are bookended with darkness. Perhaps THAT'S why I had the dream about Africa...

3 comments:

LittleTortilla stays in DC said...

I have a couple of books on how to get started writing and where to look for places that will accept your writing. I'll email you the titles later. Did you know I had a blog? I don't write everyday but usually 3-4 times per week. dcavdentures.blogspot

hadassah444 said...

be easy and keep your eyes open
those dreams are interesting....

Jo said...

We need to talk if you really want me to interpret the dreams. I haven't looked at my book yet, but I have some thoughts. I just can't do dream 101 right now (thanks to daylight savings I am exhausted), but I can tell you that the dreams about your family probably have something to do with your recent trip to your college homecoming, which no doubt has evoked subconscious memories of that time in your life, which would include thoughts of your family. As far as the comic strip - you know my thoughts on that. And as far as daylight savings. I have gotten to work an hour early two days in a row. The first day was cool, because I was like, "cool, I can get a head start today." But today when I got to work, I was like, "Man, it's like ghost town in here, where is everybody?" I started to imagine that perhaps today was the day of judgement and that Jesus had his second coming and took everyone away except for me or that everyone must know that something horrible like anthrax or a plane crash was going to happen to my building so they left (seeing as I was 15 minutes late for work), and then I realized that the only reason no one was in the office yet was because my dumb ass was still on non-daylight savings time . . .whatever that's called . . .and had gotten to work WAYYYY too early. So, I feel ya . . .the good thing is, I AM getting to work early.