7/22/09 08:58 am
I dreamed that my mother and I were somehow walking by EJHS, except instead of being in its normal state was enclosed in trees. I was very adamant about going inside, and once there encountered Emily Harrison as a swim coach at the indoor pool, and my former neighbor Nicky Taylor the catcher for EJ's baseball team. I also recall getting in the pool being fully dressed, but not being the only one...and coming outside to see my mom swimming in that pool beside the baseball field. When the game started we walked right out across the field to approach Nicky on the sidelines because she wanted to see if it was really him, all grown up. He said he didn't remember us, but that his mother was a lesbian so he was living in an apartment with his dad and Brandon was working for a hotel.
Second dream: my dad decided that I should get wooden veneers on my teeth because Uncle Wynn had told him that as a family, we have bad teeth. So the strangest part of this is that we were in an apt and he somehow had the anesthetic drugs to administer to me himself, and I was completely calm in his doing so even though I could barely see on the ride to have the surgery (which the route ironically was from West Metairie to West Napoleon, same as I would take after school) - anyway. Along the way one of my teeth had fallen out but my speech was slurring so I couldn't clearly tell him that and just spit it out. And then we were in this random, big room with couches (not a medical facility) and lots of families. Katie had shown up somehow too. And there was a family with an infant and also a dog who put their baby to sleep on the dog's back.
And then I dreamed about a group of breakdancers (17 to be exact) who talked about how much $ they made as a group each night and we had all gone up to a room to watch them, and the main guy's family came in who I recognized from an article in People magazine about how they had been abandoned for his career and the challenges they faced. And I expressed sympathy for them. And I don't remember the specifics about my last dream segment before waking other than to say I was traveling at a high rate of speed in a scary subway vessel of sorts, that I was somehow responsible of steering (and still couldn't see very well)and met my Aunt Lori in what can be best described as an airport.
Kristin Anderson was also in my dream at some point, we were in my parents' old bathroom in our house in Metairie and I was asking her what it was like to have 3 kids. She never really answered. I also dreamed around that same time that I was trying to make an outfit out of overalls, first with nothing underneath, then with a wifebeater and then with a sweater stuffed underneath. Yeah, I have been remembering my dreams with increased frequency and vividness lately. I think I like it. Because though I don't believe every event in a dream means something, I do believe that the emotions and feelings experienced toward the people in them does mean something. And I plan to write out the contents of my dreams for whatever duration I am able to remember them to try and decipher those inner thoughts and how I should process them. :) I know that it is a rare ability to remember dreams every night and I don't know why it is happening but I feel kind of like Val Kilmer in At First Sight, which is based on a true medical phenomenon, copied and pasted as follows:
The tale of a man who was blind from early childhood, but was able to recover some of his sight after surgery. This is one of an extremely small number of cases where an individual regained sight lost at such a young age, and as with many of the other cases, the patient found the experience to be deeply disturbing.
Other essays by neurologist Oliver Sacks (An Anthropologist on Mars: Seven Paradoxical Tales) seem interesting enough for me to want to read:
"The Case of the Colorblind Painter" discusses an accomplished artist who is suddenly struck by cerebral achromatopsia or the inability to perceive color due to brain damage.
"The Last Hippie" describes the case of a man suffering from the effects of a massive brain tumor, including anterograde amnesia, which prevents him from remembering anything that has happened since the late 1960's.
"A Surgeon's Life" describes Sacks's interactions with a surgeon and amateur pilot with Tourette syndrome. The surgeon is often beset by tics, but these tics vanish when he is operating.
"The Landscape of His Dreams" discusses Sacks's interactions with Franco Magnani, an artist obsessed with his home village of Pontito in Tuscany. Although Magnani has not seen his village in many years, he has constructed a detailed, highly-accurate, three-dimensional model of Pontito in his head.
"Prodigies" describes Sacks's relationship with Stephen Wiltshire, a young autistic savant described by Hugh Casson as "possibly the best child artist in Britain"
"An Anthropologist on Mars" describes Sacks's meeting with Temple Grandin, an autistic woman who is a world-renowned designer of humane livestock facilities and a professor at Colorado State University. The title of this essay comes from a phrase Grandin uses to describe how she often feels in social interactions.