Heck, this is even a dream for those psychological types to analyze. There’s not much to analyze about my friends and I using our powers to get to the front of a line in a candy store – that’s just plain silly, but this is one of those dreams that totally means something. I don’t know what, but I know it’s something good. Why? When I woke up I felt good. When I thought back to what I was dreaming I felt even better. Anyway, here it goes… Lisa and I had just bought the new house. No work has been done yet. At its very simplest, the family that lived there before us had completely moved out, and the house was most plainly just left empty. We were sitting in front of each other in the middle of the living room floor; our legs crossed Indian-style and a very, very, very large china bowl between us. The bowl was massive – large enough that if I wanted to, I guess, curled up I could fit in it. Off to the side of us, to my right and to Lisa’s left, was a large source of the purest water you’ve ever seen. Lisa was full of life, laughing and giggling and telling me about her day. She was very excited, barely able to keep her seat and to keep from moving around. As she sat there, going on and on with colorful stories and humorous punch lines, she kept putting water into the bowl – one tablespoon at a time. I remember sitting there not being able to get enough of her hysterics and laughter. My sides were hurting with laughter, and my eyes were tearing up a bit from my being able to physically absorb only ‘so much’ of humorous setting. Through it all, however, one spoon at a time, she reached over to the side, scooped up some water, and without spilling a drop carefully put it into the bowl between us. The bowl was very large – perfectly round and smooth, purely white with a bold, yet intricate, blue pattern around the inner lip. When Lisa put water in the bowl, I remembered it shimmered some, like glitter, but then it just smoothed out quickly and, pooled at the bottom, waited for the next spoonful. And that’s about it – waiting with Lisa who was just an explosion of happiness, watching her slowly fill my bowl with crisp, clear water. The end. |
