I fell asleep early tonight.Â Around 2AM, I woke up after having a vivid dream.Â I went downstairs and found a sleeping Sophia in front of the TV.Â Â Â She hates sleeping on the couch, so I helped her upstairs to the bedroom.Â
I’m now back in the living room, totally awake.Â What I have on my mind — is the dream that woke me up.Â
I sometimes read about the dreams of other bloggers, but I NEVER remember my dreams.Â 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!Â
If you are waiting for something profound, please go to another blog.
MY DREAM —
I am in my childhood home in Flushing, Queens.Â I exit my bedroom with a bunch of old newspaper clippings.Â Sophia is sitting on the living room couch.Â I lift up one of the clippings to show her.
“You’re not going to believe what this one says!” I say to her.Â “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,Â computers will be important.Â While computers may do some math, I don’t think that anyone will use a computer to get information.Â Can you imagineÂ 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” articleÂ (which I never wrote in real life).Â Suddenly, we realize that the entire living room is on the “American Idol” stage and the audience is applauding.Â Randy Jackson loves what I wrote.Â Paula gives me a standing ovation.Â Simon says it is the most original piece of writing since Mark Twain.
Suddenly, I’m walking through some cobble-stoned European city.Â There is an alarm coming over “air raid” loudspeakers which are standing on every block.Â Â Every pedestrian stops walking and stands silently.Â
“What’s going on?” I ask some gentleman wearing a hat.
“It’s May Day.Â And it’s been re-invented.Â Now we all celebrate YOUR fifth grade article on “Why Computers Are Not Going to Make It.”Â 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.