Once Again I Break The Moldby Bill Tuomala I recently read an article about a book, The
Universal Dream Key, by Patricia
Garfield. The book compiles twelve dream themes that supposedly transcend cultures.
Some of these themes include: being chased or attacked; poor test or other
poor performance; falling or drowning; being naked in public; and being lost
or trapped. Thing is, once a year or so I may dream of being
chased or of falling; but otherwise I don't experience any of the universal
dreams. Instead, my dreams are like this: |
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Typical Tuomala
Dreams
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Meaning |
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I wake up, shower, shave, get dressed and prepare to start
my day. Then I really do wake up and have to do those things all over again. |
I'm not a morning person. |
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Convinced that someone is going to hit me, I decide
to pop them one before they can make a move. I take a swing and wake up punching
the air. |
I'm a cheap shot artist. |
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I am watching the Sioux hockey team play the Gophers
or I am watching the Sioux play in the NCAA title game. |
I need a hobby. |
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I am at my last real job, buried in paperwork and haven't
yet come to the realization that I can just quit. |
That place fucking bit the big one. |
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I say something funny then wake up chuckling but
can't remember what I had said. |
The pressure of coming up with material for my zine and
for self-deflecting quips in day-to-day life is getting to me. |
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I am in an unknown bar that is familiar in the dream,
drinking with unknown people who are familiar in the dream. |
A look into the future? |
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