I don’t remember dreams, but I remember dreaming. I wake and wonder what went on in the night.
Many theories exist about dreams. They’re my unconscious desires that I can act out because I couldn’t do them in reality, or I’m processing random signals from my limbic system, or I’m storing memories temporarily while they shift to long-term memory, or I’m preparing for real life threats, or I’m clearing out useless information to make room for tomorrow, or I’m playing dead like a possum practicing for threats.
As a writer, I’m periodically exhorted to write “in my dream state,” first thing in the morning. I do write in the morning, but forget the dream state. I don’t appear to have one or I suppressed it long ago.
What I’m good at, though, is day-dreaming, and that came home to roost recently with my grandson. When I was a kid in my Scottish primary school, if a teacher called on me and I hadn’t answered right away, someone would have hit me.
When my son was a kid, the same behavior elicited a comment on his report card: “He needs to pay more attention in school.” I don’t know what the school expected me to do about this, but my responses were: a) don’t bore my kid, and b) yay, he’s got an imagination. Not what they envisioned, I suspect.
My grandson, who started kindergarten last fall, got his first report card in December. The comment was, “He has a rich interior life.” I burst out laughing when my son told me this. It sounds like a euphemism for “he doesn’t answer when I call on him,” and I’m delighted to learn that my grandson is following in the family footsteps.
By Paul DeLong
On March 29, 2023
“‘He needs to pay more attention in school.’ I don’t know what the school expected me to do about this, but my responses were: a) don’t bore my kid, and b) yay, he’s got an imagination. Not what they envisioned, I suspect.” Good for you, good for him! 🙂
By Aline Soules
On March 29, 2023