Wednesday, January 7, 2009

The Strangeness of Dreams

Last night I dreamed that I was on a road trip with my mother, my co-worker Dorothy and two other women that I don't know. I'm not sure who was driving, but my mother and I were in the back seat of a red convertible driving through the desert. We were listening to a radio station that played old country music songs and singing along. Then a song by Johnny Cash came on that I didn't know.

I've been thinking about that song all morning, although I am able only to access the vaguest suggestion of what it sounded like. I have become fixated on the strange conclusion that I draw from this experience: either my subconscious mind knows songs that my conscious mind does not or my dreaming brain has the capacity to create new Johnny Cash songs.

1 comment:

marybeth said...

I go for the latter explanation, because yes, you are that creative. BTW, did you mention to Dorothy her co-starring role? xo, MB