I fell asleep early tonight. Around 2AM, I woke up after having a vivid dream. I went downstairs and found a sleeping Sophia in front of the TV. She hates sleeping on the couch, so I helped her upstairs to the bedroom.
I’m now back in the living room, totally awake. What I have on my mind — is the dream that woke me up.
I sometimes read about the dreams of other bloggers, but I NEVER remember my dreams. I’ve even tried to wake up with a notebook at my side, but the minute I open my eyes, ZIP, it is erased.
But tonight, I remember my dream!
If you are waiting for something profound, please go to another blog.
MY DREAM —
I am in my childhood home in Flushing, Queens. I exit my bedroom with a bunch of old newspaper clippings. Sophia is sitting on the living room couch. I lift up one of the clippings to show her.
“You’re not going to believe what this one says!” I say to her. “It’s from an article that I wrote for my fifth grade newspaper.”
I read from the clipping.
“”Why Computers Are Not Going to Make It,” by Neil Kramer, P.S. 154 Newspaper.”
I continue on, as Sophia chuckles.
“Some experts say that one day, computers will be important. While computers may do some math, I don’t think that anyone will use a computer to get information. Can you imagine looking on a computer rather than going to your local library?’
Sophia and I can’t stop laughing as I read this fifth grade “news” article (which I never wrote in real life). Suddenly, we realize that the entire living room is on the “American Idol” stage and the audience is applauding. Randy Jackson loves what I wrote. Paula gives me a standing ovation. Simon says it is the most original piece of writing since Mark Twain.
Suddenly, I’m walking through some cobble-stoned European city. There is an alarm coming over “air raid” loudspeakers which are standing on every block. Every pedestrian stops walking and stands silently.
“What’s going on?” I ask some gentleman wearing a hat.
“It’s May Day. And it’s been re-invented. Now we all celebrate YOUR fifth grade article on “Why Computers Are Not Going to Make It.” During the alarm, all women undress to honor you.”
I look around and every woman is taking off her bra and panties and dancing for me.
That’s when I woke up.
I know this dream is very adolescent, but it really happened… well, at least in my dreams.