Some dreams I remember. Others are so confusing that I forget them immediately. I’ve had the usual dream of going to a final exam and realizing that I have not opened a book all semester. I even dreamed once that I never even went to class. Those dreams were disturbing. But nothing like the one last week.
I dreamed that I had a contract to play quarterback (my old position in high school) for a professional team (don’t know which team, but the uniforms were brown and orange). I suited up for the opening game and ran onto the field for the pregame warmup. The stadium was filled to capacity. And I suddenly realized that I didn’t know a single play. Did I forget them or was I never told? I didn’t have a clue.
Before I took the field, the coach said, “Steve, this is what we’ve been waiting for. You are going to take this team all of the way.”
I trotted out on the field having no idea what I was going to do.
Then I woke up in a cold sweat. I realized it was a dream and never felt so relieved in my life. It was 5:00 a.m. and I was afraid to go back to sleep because I might continue the dream. I got up early and sat on the patio, still disturbed.
The next night I had a more normal dream (for me). I killed six Russians sent by ISIS to kill the president and discovered three hidden bombs.
I don’t think I can live through another quarterback dream.
Seasoned Man
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