About a year ago I had a very distinct dream that was as unique in its odd storyline as it was in the strange clarity of my memory of it the next day.
I was Future-Time-Dave (FTD), hair was blonde (in my dreams I am not yet gray) and short and pointy, dressed in jet black from head to toe. I had traveled back in time and arrived at some of type of mall/shopping area with three missions:
- Don’t get seen by Current-Time-Dave (CTD)
- Make sure that CTD remembered to order some specific pair of shoes – it was already planned, but not top-of-mind
- Make sure CTD wasn’t seen by a specific girl
At the time, a year ago, there was a specific young lady that occupied many of my thoughts, and I had the sense from the dream that this mission to not be seen was core to the courtship. She, the current-time-lovely (CTL), was at the location, and I employed many basic sitcom tactics of knocking down stacks of shoes to get her attention as CTD walked nearby and spilling things on the floor to get her to change her route. I (FTD) got a big sign posted to remind CTD to order the shoes, he didn’t see/interact with girl-on-my-mind and didn’t see FTD. I also remember thinking that FTD didn’t have a very strong reaction to seeing CTL, she was just part of the mission. It was strange, because in real “woke” life, I was having pretty strong feelings towards CTL.
And then there was last night.
I had “the other half” of the dream. Holy crap. I’m in the scene as CTD, my hair is little longer and not spiky, still blonde (hurray for dream stylists!), and wearing Stan Smiths, blue jeans and a plaid button-down. I was also looking very fit, it appears that “Dream Dave” eats fewer donuts with the kids. CTD saw the sign (it was the same as a year ago), and it triggered the todo to order some black 1/2 boot shoes. What was different in the 2nd perspective of these events is that CTD “saw” FTD. When CTD saw FTD, all of the storylines from a dozen time travel movies/shows rushed through the scene, and so CTD assumed that FTD didn’t introduce himself for a reason. CTD watched FTD from a distance, changing the pathing of a girl CTD recognized.
In the scene, the face of CTL was crystal clear, and now, a year later, where in “woke” life my connection to CTL is limited, as I saw her in the dream a wonderful and warm feeling washed over me and continued after wake up. That magnificent feeling, plus the general “holy shit, did I just have a bookend dream?” made for an energized morning.