I had a dream about my father last night. I rarely dream about my deceased parents, but I feel when they show up, they are visiting me. This was my dream from last night, as recorded in my journal:
Strange dream about my Dad. We were at the [Memorial] Coliseum, I think, and Joe Biden might have been speaking. It seemed dark at this rally. Dad didn’t want to listen to whatever was being said, so he got out some earbuds to listen to his radio. I did the same. Then he got up to talk to someone. He came back and said we were leaving. I was looking for the paperwork we came with. It was like there was shelving separating us from the row of people in front of us. I hoped I had all the papers we needed. On the way out, Dad held me by the hand. There was a stack of newspapers on a table and I grabbed some on the way out. The paper had a story about the Barenaked Ladies. Was it WhatzUp? What a weird dream.
The Memorial Coliseum is a venue located in my hometown, of Fort Wayne, Indiana. My Dad and I spent a lot of time there, but we were watching hockey games, not attending rallies, if indeed that’s what this was.
I don’t quite understand putting earbuds in, if he just got up to go anyway. But taking me by the hand was a bit odd. I mean, I think I was an adult in this dream. If I’d been a little kid, I am not sure I would have grabbed for a few copies of WhatzUp, the weekly I used to work for. The Barenaked Ladies being on the cover was weird too. I used to like them back in the day; I even got to meet them, but you know that saying, “never meet your idols”? Yeah, it was an underwhelming meet up. I wonder if anyone had briefed them they were actually going to meet fans that night. It was so bad, 30 seconds in, I really did want the floor to swallow me up. So I don’t know what’s going on with them. I should go online to see if anyone connected with them had a dust-up.
The dream represents loss: my father, my local writing career, my youth. I have had problems with insomnia, but it was nice to sleep deep enough to dream. The drawback of that, of course, is troubling dreams. But thanks Dad, for coming to visit. Say hi to Mom for me.
No Way! Laowai! 