I Had A Dream … Too!
Posted: January 17, 2012 Filed under: Humor, Lifestyle, Writing | Tags: Alfie, Dream, garage, High jump, interpretation, Javier Sotomayor, Martin Luther King, Mechanic, nightmare, Psychology 51 CommentsNo, seriously, “I” had a dream. I mean no disrespect to Martin Luther King, Jr. He was, and still is, one of my greatest heroes. So the fact that, 1) I had a dream that I actually remembered, and 2) had this dream on MLK day – well, MLK day … night, actually – seemed astonishing, and well, a bit ironic.
Dreams can be a fuzzy thing. A misty fog that makes it hard to see clearly; especially when you’re in the middle of the dream. This one was not like that. There was a clarity that I rarely have in the dream-world.

The setting is an industrial site in an outlying area of a nondescript city (is it nondescript, if I’m describing it??). There’s an auto garage, and behind this service station is …
A high jump standard and landing pads.
Of course, this is something one sees EVERY day in the waking world:
Your friendly mechanic with a high jump area behind his garage!
In this other-world, I’m competing in an intense sporting match – of course, wearing jeans and my trademark white t-shirt. You have your “little black dress,” I have my “extra-large-white-t-shirt!”
Mind you, the WORLD RECORD for men’s high jump is 8 feet. An incredible mark set by Javier Sotomayor of Cuba in 1993. That is … until last night when I broke the standard with an absolute, record-shattering 11 feet!! Two exclamation points are required because it’s so mind-blowing to surpass the previous high by an astounding 3 FEET!
I say this for honesty’s-sake: It actually took two previous attempts (both misses), before I finally stepped up and glided smoothly over the bar. You didn’t think I could clear 11′ on the first try, did you??
I’m thinking it looked something like this (in my mind, anyway):
Yep, that’s exactly how my legs look – all chiselled from my years of high jumping. Well, maybe not quite as muscular as that. Probably a little more like this:

So, what’s-this-all-about-Alfie? This crazy high jump dream. Setting some unattainable record? Having such a clear reverie; on MLK day, no less?
Any dream interpreters out there? Would love to hear any guesses as to why this vagary!



