Thursday, December 18, 2008

yup...

Well, not a lot happening this week to tell you the truth. No cool pictures, no cool stories. One lame story, which I think I'll probably just save for later.

The only thing worthy of noting is that I've been having some strange sleep issues. I've been waking up at 5 am every morning, which isn't very cool, because I always end up just lying in bed for a good couple hours before eventually falling back to sleep. Kind of a waste of time, if you ask me.

The other strange thing is that I have a consistently recurring dream that's been going on for a week or so. The basic premise is that I find myself somehow back in America on the weekend with no way to return to Korea by Monday. Or in another version I somehow make it back to Korea, but my job gets canceled and I end up working in another Asian country close by. Mainly, every dream I've had for the past week or so centers around my job floating away from me at a moment's notice.

So, what does that mean? Well, if many of the other recurring dreams I've had for years are any indicator, then it would seem that this dream means absolutely nothing. I always have dreams where I'm stuck back in an old relationship, trying to find a way out again, or where I'm driving and my car won't handle like I want it to and I crash. I fly, I shoot at people constantly, I see old friends and friends I can't recall and I visit places from my past and others that don't even exist.

Does any of that show up in the real world? Call me a skeptic, but I really think it's all just some part of my brain toying with different memories and feelings, manipulating reality and presenting it in a way that has little bearing on my future.

I think people who put a lot of stock in dreams are just looking for an extra edge on life, much like the sports star who's always looking for the next legal version of steroids, or the aging actress who keeps up with current plastic surgery procedures. Some people think dreams are that edge. Others claim herbal medicine or mysticism or diet. I'm pretty sure that's just part of being human, and most of the time the pros outweigh the cons only by a placebo effect margin.

So, the point is that if you see me back in America this weekend, I might be a little strung out because of ticket complications. It's not that I'm not happy to see you, it's just that my life could turn into a disaster if I don't find that ticket and make it back by Monday. You know the drill.

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