Dearest Rachel – I don’t know why – I never do, because no one can understand dream logic once they’re awake – but last night saw me hitchhiking across Canada, of all places. It was during their football season (which ended several weeks ago in real life, so the timing of this dream is aContinue reading “Keep Your Head Down, Keep Your Mouth Shut”
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Dreams of Alter Egos
Dearest Rachel – It’s been a while since I’ve had a dream worth telling you about (and had both the time to write it down before it dissipated and no real topic to discuss with you that might supersede it). The problem is, while it may have answered a long-known problem of science fiction whileContinue reading “Dreams of Alter Egos”
So Many Random Little Thoughts
Dearest Rachel – Some days, I wake up in the wee hours of the morning with no desire for anything but to roll over and go back to sleep. I thought this morning was going to be the same – especially given that today is a Saturday; who wakes up early on a Saturday? ButContinue reading “So Many Random Little Thoughts”
They… Pray!
Dearest Rachel – I realize just how silly this statement sounds as I’m preparing to type it, but it has to be said; there are times when I have no idea what my mind is thinking. That would seem completely oxymoronic on its face; it’s my mind, I’m inside of it, I am it, inContinue reading “They… Pray!”
Embedded With the Enemy
Dearest Rachel – Well; that was a real pippin of a dream, to borrow a phrase from your beloved Jo Grant. I suspect that my mind, knowing that I was going to be meeting up with Lars today, knew I would be hard-pressed for topics to write you about (since I’ve told you most ofContinue reading “Embedded With the Enemy”
One Twelfth of My Life
Dearest Rachel – It starts with the incongruous admonition about eating with a dignitary, and the need to control ones appetite in front of one. Which probably meant more back in the day, when a ruler’s favor (or lack thereof) toward you could mean the difference between life and death. Granted, I’ve heard stories aboutContinue reading “One Twelfth of My Life”
The Synthesis
Dearest Rachel – She is a genius. Oh, perhaps not to the extent of that of the professor she works alongside, but certainly a prodigy in her own right. She has an almost uncanny understanding of the neurological network that is the human mind, and with her mentor, she works tirelessly to help him create,Continue reading “The Synthesis”
Nightmare Created, Nightmare Hobbled
Dearest Rachel – Remind me not to do that again, honey. Queuing up a blank screen video of soothing music to fall asleep to is one thing, but ambient noise definitely has its issues. Not only is one dealing with too much light to properly sleep in (even a ‘black’ screen is emitting some light,Continue reading “Nightmare Created, Nightmare Hobbled”
Speaking Terms
Dearest Rachel – I have to admit, this particular cold, and the measures Daniel and I have taken about it, feel like life under the Covid lockdowns. I haven’t been to the office since Monday – especially since Dad reported to me that Mom was dealing with a similar level of illness as I wasContinue reading “Speaking Terms”
It Goes Both Ways
Dearest Rachel – Last night’s dream may have been short on details, but could be considered a source of all manner of speculation, I suppose it’s worth telling you about and getting into such speculation. Besides, as a Whovian yourself, time travel questions were always your jam, in a way – and it’s not asContinue reading “It Goes Both Ways”
Clinging
Dearest Rachel – I hardly have to explain Azumanga Daioh to you; while it could be argued that there’s not all that much to explain, the slice-of-life anime about a group of quirky girls thrown together (apart from Yomi and Tomo, whose otherwise inexplicable friendship predates their enrollment in the setting we encounter them) andContinue reading “Clinging”
Too Tired to be Frantic
Dearest Rachel – Early tomorrow night, I’m going to need to head off to bed by five or six, so I can wake up at three, summon myself an Uber (both Dad and Daniel offered to drive me there until I informed them both of the time I needed to be there, at which pointContinue reading “Too Tired to be Frantic”
Don’t Cheer from the Ramparts
Dearest Rachel – Imagine, if you will a medieval castle as an opposing army advances against it. Standing among the battlements in defense are squads of archers, preparing to defend the keep against the impending onslaught. As they are stationed several stories up, they have the advantage of the first shot, since their arrows willContinue reading “Don’t Cheer from the Ramparts”
Returning to Collect
Dearest Rachel – I’m not sure whether I heard the car approach – I certainly didn’t recognize it, if I paid any attention to it at all – as it pulled up to your parents’ house and you got out to look through the place one more time. I watched through the immense picture windowContinue reading “Returning to Collect”
Out of Sync
Dearest Rachel – It’s probably not advisable for me to be writing to you like this at three or four in the morning; it certainly would have been pointless to talk to you like this back in the days when you were alive, as you would have just gotten to bed and fallen asleep, mostContinue reading “Out of Sync”
Golden Eggs in Gilded Ages
Dearest Rachel – I don’t know if it’s just me, or if it’s the effect of last night’s dream, but it occurs to me that we tend to think that the great men of history – at least those from the same historical time period – knew each other. They may not necessarily have beenContinue reading “Golden Eggs in Gilded Ages”
Light as (a Ton of) Feathers, Stiff as a Board
Dearest Rachel – Not that you’re dealing with anything like this these days, I’m sure, but did you ever experience something that essentially proved to be the opposite of what you were promised? I think that rather sums up my last night, right down to the dreams therein. I might as well reverse gears forContinue reading “Light as (a Ton of) Feathers, Stiff as a Board”
Cramping My Schedule
Dearest Rachel – I’ll admit, I had planned to skip my usual weekday workout this morning anyway. Sure, I hadn’t hit the gym all weekend, due to working in the booth – which required a lot more active attention to details than some times, due to the unpredictable nature of baptism weekend – nor didContinue reading “Cramping My Schedule”
When We Are The Terror
Dearest Rachel – It would seem that not all nightmares involve being personally terrorized; sometimes the nightmare involves being the terror itself, all while appearing to be perfectly innocuous. Such was my dream from last night, and a vivid one it was, honey. As far as I could tell, I was part of some classContinue reading “When We Are The Terror”
Like Crabs in a Bucket
Dearest Rachel – There’s not much to tell you about today (although at this hour of the morning, would you expect there to be?), aside from what for me was a fairly unusual dream, in that I had no part in it, save as an observer of what might as well have been a theatricalContinue reading “Like Crabs in a Bucket”
Shallow Targets
Dearest Rachel – Some days, I’m at a loss for what to write you because there just isn’t much going on that I haven’t told you about before (or that I can at least put a slightly different spin on, for the sake of offering some amusement). Today is a little different, insofar as IContinue reading “Shallow Targets”
Better To Do Than Tell
Dearest Rachel – I fell asleep in front of the screen last night, so there’s clearly not much for me to tell you about my day. It wasn’t entirely unexpected, either; I could feel myself nodding off, so I switched to one of those videos that show a black screen and play what they claimContinue reading “Better To Do Than Tell”
No One Expects…
Dearest Rachel – And to think, the Brits (in the form of Monty Python’s Flying Circus) would make fun of the Spanish Inquisition. As it happens, they went through their own periods of attempting to root out heretics. And while I’m sure their methods weren’t like the one we faced in my dream, I dareContinue reading “No One Expects…”
Ice on the Tongue
Dearest Rachel – It was a cinematic sequence so short that it hardly seemed to count as a dream – let alone one worth relating – but by the time I woke up, I had viewed it from so many different angles that I thought it must mean something, something worth telling you about andContinue reading “Ice on the Tongue”
“Pretty”
Dearest Rachel – This is entirely the wrong season for this to come to mind (this will normally come up during October, as of late), but it’s not like dreams care about times and seasons. Besides, that’s sort of the whole point of this particular dream – it could be brought to fruition without anyContinue reading ““Pretty””
We Don’t Have That Kind of Time
Dearest Rachel – It was a strange and small dream that I saw you in the other night, coming in on the heels of a completely separate feature where I and Mohinder(!) had been lost in the empty wilds of rural Japan, able to send reports electronically to the home office in Yamanashi, but forContinue reading “We Don’t Have That Kind of Time”
Restoration Comedy
Dearest Rachel – I’ve been told that, in classical literature, a tragedy is a tale where virtually everyone winds up dead, while in a comedy, everyone ends up married, so I figured I was dealing with the latter in last night’s dream. To be sure, the only ones that ended up so were you andContinue reading “Restoration Comedy”
An Adventure Refused
Dearest Rachel – Wednesday began – or would that be Tuesday ended? It was late at night, before four in the morning, and neither of us were inclined to respond – with a knock of the door. Three raps, in quick succession, followed by a pause, presumably for us to answer. Then another trio ofContinue reading “An Adventure Refused”
Cold Cranking
Dearest Rachel – Despite having woken up with a dream in my head, I’m going to write you about the reality of the day. The thing is, my dream was about finding a cache of letters you had written to Junior’s daughters upon being asked to be their godmother, which I know never happened. Oh,Continue reading “Cold Cranking”
Sleep Paralysis Angel
Dearest Rachel – The internet, as a collective, talks a fair amount about having sleep paralysis demons every now and then; I’m not sure I’m personally familiar with the sensation. While I don’t tend to move much while I’m in bed, there’s rarely a situation where I’m unable to move. More often than not, it’sContinue reading “Sleep Paralysis Angel”
Power Dynamics
Dearest Rachel – So today had me waking up not with a dream as such (although I guess there were some images involved that illustrated my thought process, but stringing them together would be more trouble than it’s worth, for several reasons), but rather an insight of sorts. To be sure, it’s not an apple-on-the-headContinue reading “Power Dynamics”
Enlisting
Dearest Rachel – You’d think I’d been eating too heavily too late at night on a regular basis, judging from the number of weird dreams I’ve been having (and telling you about) lately. and maybe I have, come to think of it – it is the holiday season, after all. Although, considering my continuing effortsContinue reading “Enlisting”
Dessert Pizza
Dearest Rachel – I don’t know if I’m going mad from dieting (or attempting – and failing – to fast beyond twenty-four hours this weekend), but last night had us in one of my more unusual dreams together. It wasn’t the sort of dream where things were all happy and joyful that you and IContinue reading “Dessert Pizza”
The Sunshine’s Gone
Dearest Rachel – I don’t know how it came to be that I was waiting for you last night on what seemed to be the concourse at O’Hare airport; chalk it up, I suppose, to the usual dream logic. Most of the other aspects of our current reality seemed to apply, such as the factContinue reading “The Sunshine’s Gone”
Keep the Crew Happy
Dearest Rachel – Another morning, another weird dream, this time about the lessons of space travel. This one’s a fairly simple one, though, both in term of what it says and what it means, and you can see it in the title above: keep the crew happy. The devil, however, is in the details. ToContinue reading “Keep the Crew Happy”
Who Teaches War?
Dearest Rachel – Conflict is a necessary part of storytelling. In a situation where everybody abides peaceably with each other, it’s all very drama-free and let’s face it, that’s boring. There has to be something – or someone – to overcome in order for there to be an actual story worth telling. That story couldContinue reading “Who Teaches War?”
Not Exactly Sugarplums
Dearest Rachel – I suppose that I should write you about last night‘s dreams; I had myself a pretty vivid double feature last night. The first one was pretty upsetting, having to do with being on campus somewhere (oddly enough, I somehow knew I was at the University of Montana, of all places. I don’tContinue reading “Not Exactly Sugarplums”
Ring of Rejection
Dearest Rachel – To call last night’s dream a nightmare, or even give it descriptions like ‘heartbreaking’ or ‘gut wrenching’ would be to overstate things by some distance. In truth, by the end of the dream, I was pretty much in the same state, as I am now in the waking world, only considerably younger,Continue reading “Ring of Rejection”
Dreamscape Anime
Dearest Rachel – Another absurdly early morning, another series of very strange visuals as I found myself swimming towards the surface of consciousness. I’m not sure if it’s worth telling you about, since there doesn’t seem to be much in the way of a coherent storyline to it all, but hey, you always used toContinue reading “Dreamscape Anime”
Growing the Stone
Dearest Rachel – It’s not the most well-known of Bible stories, but I’m sure that you remember Nebuchadnezzar’s dream of the great statue made of many materials in the second chapter of the book of Daniel; with the head of gold, chest of silver, midsection of bronze, legs of iron, and the original “feet ofContinue reading “Growing the Stone”
Our Mutual Melancholy
Dearest Rachel – You might remember the character Haruhi Suzumiya, the titular character of Haruhi Suzumiya no Yuutsu. She’s the girl who is essentially the deity of her world, wishing for special powers and beings to exist, but never finding them herself, only to be surrounded by such individuals, who are desperately trying to a.)Continue reading “Our Mutual Melancholy”
What Scares You?
Dearest Rachel – I’ve been up long enough already today that I can barely remember my dream last night. All that comes to mind is that I was one of maybe the last twelve or twenty humans left on the planet. It wasn’t a case of having to deal with tons of dead bodies everywhereContinue reading “What Scares You?”
Election Day Dreams
Dearest Rachel – I’m not really sure why my dream this past evening seemed to be about Election Day. It’s not as if we hear in America actually celebrate the day with any festivities to speak of, especially as compared to our cousins across the sea, who will be setting off fireworks and burning someContinue reading “Election Day Dreams”
Sunshine Taken Away
The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping,I dream’t I held you in my arms.When I awoke, though, I was mistaken,And I hung my head, and cried. Dearest Rachel – I have always hated the song “You Are My Sunshine,” for reasons that should be obvious from the very first verse (no, not the factContinue reading “Sunshine Taken Away”
Am I Really Okay?
Dearest Rachel – You already know I started writing these letters to you to try and remember this or that incident in our lives together and attempt to commit them to paper (or at least pixels) before they were erased from mind and memory like words written in the sand on a tide-washed beach. However,Continue reading “Am I Really Okay?”
Dreams of Dixie
Dearest Rachel – I dreamed of Dixie last night. I’m not entirely sure why. I don’t hold to the romanticism of the Lost Cause – or any lost cause, for that matter. I try my level best to forget the girls I had crushes on (and behaved as stupidly over them as any mid-teen boyContinue reading “Dreams of Dixie”
Memory Book
Dearest Rachel – Considering that I so rarely see you in my dreams these days – especially in comparison to the quasi-nightmares that are the ones that have me back at my old job, having to deal with Mohinder for one reason or another – it was pleasant for you to visit me last night.Continue reading “Memory Book”
Mental Meanderings
Dearest Rachel – Some time between Saturday night and Sunday morning, I found myself in an interesting situation, but one that – for reasons that will become obvious in a moment – I can’t clearly describe to you. All I can remember of it at this point is that at the time I was thinkingContinue reading “Mental Meanderings”
Jackson Pollock Morning
Dearest Rachel – It’s six o’clock of a Saturday morning, and with it comes this sensation that I really don’t feel like doing anything just yet. Not heading to work out (despite registering my highest weight in several days), not wanting to write you (more due to not wanting to bothering with having to write,Continue reading “Jackson Pollock Morning”
Mandela-ing Myself
Dearest Rachel – I apologize if this letter turns out to be less than exciting to you (although why should I expect anything I tell you about the goings-on this tiny little dust speck in the cosmos to be of any particular interest to you anymore, other than perhaps that the news comes from me?).Continue reading “Mandela-ing Myself”
Blanket Approval
Dearest Rachel – It was like walking in on a rehearsal in a Broadway theater. It seemed like you were playing the lead role; something that quite literally was out of character for you, but somehow looked like you were perfectly comfortable with. It wasn’t long, however, before you noticed me in the empty audience,Continue reading “Blanket Approval”
The Joys of Being a Quitter
Dearest Rachel – I woke up this morning to the quiet darkness I’ve known all along that I appreciate for a good night’s sleep, after having had to deal with yet another tiny nightmare of Mohinder berating me for being a quitter. Given my surroundings, I was looking forward to rolling over and putting onContinue reading “The Joys of Being a Quitter”
Giving Up Too Easily?
Dearest Rachel – While it was good to see you last night in my dream, I found it rather confusing. For whatever reason, you seemed to be upset with me. Something about ‘giving up’ on you too easily, as you prepared to leave – which I don’t mind telling you, seemed very out of characterContinue reading “Giving Up Too Easily?”
All Of The Power
Dearest Rachel – It was a scene right out of the last temptation offered to Jesus Christ; I dreamt that the fellow you might guess to be behind the throne and actually running the country right now (because – especially after last Thursday – no one believes that the guy ostensibly in charge really is,Continue reading “All Of The Power”
Festive Dream
Dearest Rachel – I’ve got to admit, I’ve been having a pretty active dream life lately. As I understand it, this is supposed to mean that I’m getting more than an adequate amount of sleep, despite the fact that I’m still waking up within an hour or so after the fitness center opens up –Continue reading “Festive Dream”
Visiting Dreams
Dearest Rachel – Most dreams, especially in those first few moments after you wake up from them, are so outlandish as to be impossible. That’s really what makes them so fascinating; where did our subconscious mind even come up with these scenarios? Folks like Freud and Jung made careers – and history – out ofContinue reading “Visiting Dreams”
Docsplaining
Dearest Rachel – It should hardly come as a surprise that I haven’t watched any episodes of Doctor Who since your passing. There were, as you’ll recall, plenty of times in those last couple of years where, although it was fun enough for me to hunt them down online and collect them for you, gettingContinue reading “Docsplaining”
Snap Purchase
Dearest Rachel – I woke up this morning, wondering what it was I could talk to you about, thinking (for some reason) that nothing had happened in my life over the last twenty-four hours that was in any way unusual and worth relating to you. And, to be sure, there are plenty of days likeContinue reading “Snap Purchase”
A Not-So-Tiny Home
Dearest Rachel – I don’t know if I can blame the Sims for this, but the program does make building and furnishing a home ridiculously easy. You’d think I’d know better, after having been through the remodel of the kitchen and laundry room, but I guess I can’t help but imagine what a house likeContinue reading “A Not-So-Tiny Home”
Futile Dreams of Peace
Dearest Rachel – I don’t know enough about Indian history to know the specifics that prompted her demise, honey, but I know that Indira Gandhi was assassinated, just like her father-in-law, the supposedly beloved “great soul” Mahatma, and eventually her son Rajiv. However, last night found me at her side at some point in theContinue reading “Futile Dreams of Peace”
Stalin and the Sewers
Dearest Rachel – I rarely know what to make of things when I have dreams (nightmares?) about work and responsibilities. For one thing, it’s always dismaying that I see so much more of Mohinder and DJ than I do of you in my dreams, in any event. For another, there’s the fact that I’m almostContinue reading “Stalin and the Sewers”
To Dream Without Sleeping
Dearest Rachel – You think I was preparing to depart on this stop; I went to bed at a quarter to nine (according to my phone, which was running an hour behind Singapore time, so technically, it was a quarter to ten), and while I think my shore excursion call is at a quarter toContinue reading “To Dream Without Sleeping”
Sadly Waiting For Me
Dearest Rachel – Last night found me waking up in pitch darkness; not an unusual occurrence here, as I’ve mentioned before. I do think that it’s not so much a case of “still being on Central time,” as I’ve claimed in the past. I think my routine of working out right after dinner, while conscientiousContinue reading “Sadly Waiting For Me”
The Hero’s Journey
Dearest Rachel – So, while I thought I had a moderately interesting real life story to tell you about from yesterday, I woke up this morning, knowing that I had to put it on hold, because what I saw last night just had to be told (before I forget it). Let’s start with the factContinue reading “The Hero’s Journey”
The Climbing Belt
Dearest Rachel – Not all nightmares could be considered universal; I’m pretty sure that my dream last night would have been enthusiastically embraced by at least one person I know, but the very idea scares the fertilizer out of me. I literally had to be coerced into doing it because if I didn’t, someone I knewContinue reading “The Climbing Belt”
I Just Can’t Even “Imagine”
Dearest Rachel – I’m pretty sure that, once upon a New Year’s Rockin’ Eve of yore, when we actually watched those sorts of things live on the television rather than on some stream across the internet, you and I saw, just before the ball began its minute-long decent to the roof of the Flatiron Building,Continue reading “I Just Can’t Even “Imagine””
The Anachronistic Call
Dearest Rachel – It all felt so real in the moment, honey. Dreams often do, I guess; it’s why you used to tell me yours so many mornings, and why you would ask me if I’d had any in turn. It was a middle school field trip; we were visiting a local theme park, althoughContinue reading “The Anachronistic Call”
A Fever Dream of Dream
Dearest Rachel – I think I may have the bed piled with too many ‘reindeer skins.’ Oh, it’s a comfort in the evening, when it’s just a little too cold to just sit around in, but by two o’clock this morning, I was waking up in a sweat. Then, again, it may have been theContinue reading “A Fever Dream of Dream”
The Point is in the Pulling
Dearest Rachel – I’m not about to claim to have had an illuminating vision like, say, Peter, who was basically told by God that “what God has made clean, do not call unclean.” If nothing else, I’m already a couple of millennia too late to come up with insights like that; other people have arrivedContinue reading “The Point is in the Pulling”
The VCR in the Rafters
Dearest Rachel – It was just the sort of dream that you would have considered to be a nightmare; the kind of story that would have justified all the hoarding you ever did. I don’t know where I was when I found it – after all, it’s not like our house even has exposed raftersContinue reading “The VCR in the Rafters”
Paired Spares
Dearest Rachel – I don’t know if you’re familiar with the trope of the married woman who has a dream about her husband cheating on her, and proceeds to hold it against him once she wakes up. In some versions of the story, she takes it out on him physically, immediately upon waking up, muchContinue reading “Paired Spares”
The Way Things Used to Be
Dearest Rachel – What with Logan out of town for the weekend, I don’t find myself needing to sequester myself in the bedroom; the boys aren’t hanging out together in the family room in the evening. It almost feels like the way things used to be, with me and him hanging out in the familyContinue reading “The Way Things Used to Be”
Unsatisfying Answers
Dearest Rachel – Let me start off, honey, with an expression of appreciation, regardless. It’s always wonderful to see you again, even if it’s only in a dream – particularly since these dreams are so much rarer than I’d like them to be. Your kisses, deep and insistent as they were – gaw, how I’veContinue reading “Unsatisfying Answers”
Ordinary Moments
Dearest Rachel – Good morning, honey, and welcome to a day that seems to have a fair amount going on, but nothing in particular that we haven’t talked about before (or the occasional thing that I can’t go into details about, for… reasons). I guess a lot of days in life are like this, whenContinue reading “Ordinary Moments”
“Turnover, Turnover, Turnover!”
Dearest Rachel – While you weren’t generally interested in watching sportsball games with me (a fact that ultimately led me to give up watching such contests regularly, as I discovered that it was no fun to do so without being able to comment about the game to someone equally knowledgeable about the on field activities;Continue reading ““Turnover, Turnover, Turnover!””
Creating Unnecessary Chaos
Dearest Rachel – I think I might have told you about how I couldn’t figure out how to get the wall-mounted space heater in our bedroom to fire up and run as this season has grown colder; if I haven’t, I guess I’m telling you now. There’s a pull chain underneath it that would seemContinue reading “Creating Unnecessary Chaos”
“That Guy” in a Panic
Dearest Rachel – It’s not often that I find myself in the middle of an actual nightmare, particularly one as vivid and engrossing as this. Normally, of course, my worse dreams tend to be muddled and confusing, and those bad ones that are clear leave me wanting to escape them. Which, of course, I eventuallyContinue reading ““That Guy” in a Panic”
(Not) In the Mood
Dearest Rachel – I woke up this morning to a bedroom as dark as it ever gets, given that it has three walls with windows on them, and the outside light (such as it is) can always seep in. It was earlier than I needed to be awake, that seemed certain; and sure enough, whenContinue reading “(Not) In the Mood”
Thoughts In Recovery
Dearest Rachel – I hope that you’ll forgive me if this morning, my letter turns out to be considerably more fragmented than the last couple I’ve sent you. After committing more than four thousand words to… not paper, exactly… text, I suppose? it shouldn’t come as any surprise that anything I might say now isContinue reading “Thoughts In Recovery”
Fitful
Dearest Rachel – There’s really no other way to characterize last night’s attempt at a decent night’s sleep. From about three-thirty onwards, there barely seemed to be a moment when I wasn’t aware (I hesitate to say ‘conscious,’ as that’s a little too on the nose) of lying in bed, hoping for sleep to comeContinue reading “Fitful”
Trying to Get in Touch
Dearest Rachel – If it really was you last night, and not just the product of my hyperactive imagination, I want to let you know how much I appreciate your persistence. At the same time, I probably also need to apologize profusely for constantly breaking the spell, whatever it might have been. It had toContinue reading “Trying to Get in Touch”
Why Would She Think That? Why Would I Do That?
Dearest Rachel – Last night’s dream was more firmly grounded in reality than most tend to be – so in some respects, it might not be as truly interesting to hear about simply because of that – but it did operate along certain lines that wouldn’t make sense in real life. Besides, it brings upContinue reading “Why Would She Think That? Why Would I Do That?”
Funnier in My Head
Dearest Rachel – In some ways, last night had to have involved one of the more stereotypical dreams that I’ve ever had; it involved getting up in front of a crowd and speaking. but once you get into the details, it gets a little bit less conventional. That’s because I had been asked to doContinue reading “Funnier in My Head”
Ookie…
Dearest Rachel – Considering that it’s likely to be a busy day once it actually gets started – I’ve reconciliations to do for the church regarding their bank statements, I’ll be meeting Lars for our customary walk (although yes, it’s later in the week, and the day, than usual), and with any luck, we shouldContinue reading “Ookie…”
Picking Up After Him
Dearest Rachel – Another morning of waking up to a dark room. Even as I realize that it’s now September, I’m still pretty sure that it shouldn’t be this dark when I’m waking up. Sure enough, it’s not even five o’clock yet. My subconscious superego chirps that it’s an opportune moment to prepare to goContinue reading “Picking Up After Him”
Nineteen-Twenty-Three
Dearest Rachel – I had a dream, it was a mysteryI dreamed of science and of history iDeoLa (Mark Heard), “Is It Any Wonder?” from Tribal Opera (1987) There is a certain item of presidential lore that tells of letters written at some point in time between Election Day and Inauguration Day by the outgoingContinue reading “Nineteen-Twenty-Three”
Dangerous Race
Dearest Rachel – I need to get this written down quickly, as the details – such as there were – are already starting to fade from my memory. That’s the trouble with dreams; trying to put them into a story form is like trying to get a soap bubble to hold still so you canContinue reading “Dangerous Race”
Old – And Gone – Before Our Time
Dearest Rachel – Last night, I found myself dreaming about how I needed to make preparations for Kevin to come up here to the Chicago suburbs to see us, as he usually does. It is about that time of year, after all – Labor Day is just a little more than a week away. IContinue reading “Old – And Gone – Before Our Time”
What I Had to Do
Dearest Rachel – I think my subconscious mind is trying to help me come up with material to tell you about these past few mornings without actually putting together actual dreams as such – I don’t know if it’s being lazy or brilliant. Considering that what it put together is mostly unusable, I’m actually mildlyContinue reading “What I Had to Do”
On Disgust and Fear
Dearest Rachel – There are so many reasons why I wish I could have you back here with me. Most of them are perfectly obvious; I miss all the things we used to do together – and would like to continue to do them with you, rather than do them alone, or try to findContinue reading “On Disgust and Fear”
Data Wants to Know…
Dearest Rachel – Even at this moment, barely half an hour since waking up, I can only remember the setting, the characters and the subject matter of last night’s dream. So, I’m going to have to reconstruct the script based on what I think might have been logical, which, as you’ll soon see, may proveContinue reading “Data Wants to Know…”
A Reach Beyond My Grasp
Dearest Rachel – Were it not for the fact that I assume that the afterlife you’re experiencing is pleasant beyond expression or comprehension, I could easily imagine a rueful chuckle escaping from your lips every time I write to you about my plans for the future. There’s nothing like having an eternal perspective like yoursContinue reading “A Reach Beyond My Grasp”
Impossible Things Before Breakfast
Dearest Rachel – Lewis Carroll’s Red Queen claimed that she prided herself on believing “six impossible things before breakfast.” I’m not nearly so ambitious, honey – indeed, I rarely bother to try to believe the impossible at all, let alone so many such things at once – but just for today, it seemed like IContinue reading “Impossible Things Before Breakfast”
DIY Zombie Karaoke
Dearest Rachel – Since I’m meeting with Lars today, and I just got confirmation that everything is a ‘go’ as far as the church books are concerned (which is to say, everything from last month has finally been entered, and I can run the numbers and assemble the reports for the board members), I haveContinue reading “DIY Zombie Karaoke”
Quidditch in Milwaukee
Dearest Rachel – Considering the title, and the fact that it’s barely six o’clock as I’m starting to write you (can you guess that I’m trying to do anything but head off to the gym? At least I’m far enough below that mental threshold – and have been for almost a week, now – thatContinue reading “Quidditch in Milwaukee”
Only in Fairy Tales
Dearest Rachel – Every so often, someone tells me that “oh, don’t worry; God has someone out there for you.” And, as much as I like hearing that, and I’d like to believe that, I really don’t dare – and I rather wish they would stop (to be fair, it’s tapered off over time, soContinue reading “Only in Fairy Tales”
Blue Sky and Memory
Dearest Rachel – I don’t exactly have a dream to tell you about this morning, only a piece of music that was running through my head upon waking up at three in the morning. It was a song that I would claim that I’ve never heard before my iTunes algorithm brought it to my attentionContinue reading “Blue Sky and Memory”
If I Can’t Get You to Stay…
Dearest Rachel – Last night felt like an experiment in lucid dreaming, if it wasn’t for the fact that none of it was deliberate. But still, I seemed to be able to have you join me in a series of dreams, almost at will. The only problem was, I couldn’t convince you to stay –Continue reading “If I Can’t Get You to Stay…”
What Was I Thinking?
Dearest Rachel – There are mornings when I wake up, and I just have to wonder about the mental images my mind has just conjured up for me to observe throughout the previous night. It becomes a literal case of “what was I thinking?” Which is weird in and of itself, as it basically involvesContinue reading “What Was I Thinking?”
Overclocking the Mind
Dearest Rachel – I probably did myself no favors by stepping on the scale last night. Ever since pulling that calf muscle on Friday, I’ve been relatively indolent, at least on a physical level. In a way, that’s to be expected; I don’t make a habit of working out over the weekends as a generalContinue reading “Overclocking the Mind”
Letters to Rachel 