These Dreams

What if?

Pretty scary to imagine, but what if there is some sort of significance to that Cinescopic collection of images that screens on the back of our eyelids every night?

There are plenty of books on the significance of dreams, but I'm not sure I want to invest in enough titles to finally find some of my strange dreams listed - and furthermore - I might not even want to know what the strange night movies mean.

Just try to imagine this one (I don't normally recall dreams, thank goodness). I'm in some odd-ball hotel wearing a bed-sheet toga, going commando underneath, and looking for the bathroom. (That part is probably in every dream for men my age...the going to the bathroom part, I mean - not the outfit.) Then, there is the big wall-to-wall tiled bathroom that looks like a high-school shower, outfitted with some grecian-style urinals.

It doesn't get any better from there. (In fact, it pretty much ends there, because - as you surely know by now - if you find yourself relieving yourself in a dream, you're going to wake up in a wet spot. Fact. It is right up there with falling off the cliff in the dream and dying if you don't wake up first.)

I'm thinking I should just write a book on the subject. Can anyone be more authoritative than anyone else? Where do they give those credentials out? (Night School is the obvious answer there...)

In the meantime, I'm guessing that my subconscious was knocking on the inner eyelids waiting for me to get the supposed obvious message that it was time to put the feet on the floor and quickly scuttle through the dark to the B-room. (No growing problem quips, if you please!) But what's with the toga outfit? Not to mention the guy at the next urinal who apparently encounters the Greek look all the time...

Probably at those toga-potties.