Pleasant Dreams

I'm not just talkin' run-of-the-mill unpleasant, frustrating or embarrassing - like late for an exam with no pencil or naked on a stage type thing. I'm talkin' cinematic air disaster tsunami baby-drowning sucked into a vortex of the unimaginable variety. Yeah. Well, a few days ago I decided I was going to try something new. For several days I have provided myself with a new bedtime mantra (evidently meditation wasn't working for me). I started to tell myself that I could only have "pleasant dreams, pleasant dreams, pleasant dreams." The first night I dreamed I met Paul McCartney. Not a bad start. The next few nights I hardly slept, but my dreams were okay. Last night was the best. I dreamed that the cell theatre company was an itinerant troupe of actors who were happy and successful, travelling from place to place performing and making a nice living. What a pleasant dream!

Posted on March 18, 2011 and filed under Un-Blog Me!.