THE DAILY DIVERSION

GETTING UP IS HARD TO DO...

I had a really tough time crawling out of bed this morning. I was already late to work before I got in the shower. Luckily I live less than a block from work, so I was here by 8:20. Anyway, today was a day that I just wanted to stay nuzzled in bed. I’m not sure why though, because it is an absolutely beautiful day today in Memphis. The sun was out bright and early, with barely a cloud in the sky. I believe it was 65 degrees at 8 am, and is supposed to reach into the 70’s today. You can’t beat that. However, I wanted to stay in bed. Now, you watch, tomorrow I’ll be up at the crack of dawn ready to take on the world. It’s amazing how my body and mind work.

Song of the day: “Duality” by Slipknot, Vol 3: The Subliminal Verses

Don’t ask me how this one got into the old noggin this morning, just like yesterday. I guess I’m going to have to switch over to some Jack Johnson or something, just to mellow out my brain cells. Anyway, the only thing I’ve been hearing/singing is:

“I push my fingers into my….. EYES….
It’s the only thing that slowly stops the…. ACHE….
But it’s made of all the things I have to…. TAKE….
Jesus, it never ends
It works it’s way…. INSIDE….
If the pain goes on….
I’m not going to MAKE IT….”

This song is much stronger than the one yesterday, so the only thing I can really make out of it is that my mind is telling me “Homeboy!!! It’s Friday!! Let’s ROCK this bitch!!!”. Which is always true, but when you really just feel like staying in bed, which is how I felt today, hearing this song in your head is the last thing you really want, especially when it starts the “All I got is INSANE” part. It’s a good song though. It is one of those that pumps you up and gets you going. It just came along a little early this morning.

Dream of the day: Well, I had a few and it is hard to break them up and figure what goes with which one. The best I can remember, my lady and I were going see the lead singer of “Eagle Eye Cherry” perform at a regular Cineplex, for some stupid reason. To the best of my recollection, I don’t even know a single “Eagle Eye Cherry” song, even their one hit wonder song, but I remember what the guy on the cover of their album looks like, and he was doing his thing in my dream.

So, we’re sitting in regular movie theater seats watching him on a stage and he plays the trumpet a little bit, and horribly at that, so, somehow I steal the trumpet from him (even though I never left my seat). He then starts walking around asking for the trumpet and during that says that he’ll play some of his stuff, depending on what the crowd wants. He asks “Do you want Hip Hop or Rock?” Well, the crowd wants hip hop, so he presses play on a CD, and continues walking around looking for the trumpet. I actually thought he was going to “play” some music, not make us listen to a CD of him playing music. Actually, it’s pretty funny stuff.

Okay, back to the action… We’re sitting about 3 quarters of the way toward the back of the auditorium, and I’m 6’2, which is still pretty tall when sitting down. Finally, I decide to give up the trumpet, even though I don’t want him playing it anymore, so I raise it above my head in order to signal that I have it “RIGHT HERE”. Well, he walks right by me without seeing it, or me, for that matter. By now, all of the people around me are signaling that I have it, but he still doesn’t see either of us. After what seems like half an hour, he sees it and comes by to pick it up.

Now, that’s just the beginning of the dream. Here’s where it gets fuzzy and kind of crazy.

I decide, after this debacle that I’m going to go find a bathroom, because I have a sudden urge to “drop the kids off at the pool”, and I know how much my fiancée hates me making any reference to “it”, so I just tell her “I’ll be right back”. Well, I guess the theater didn’t have any restrooms, so I venture out into the mall that the theater is attached to. This is an absolutely huge mall too. I walk for about 45 minutes and pass by a couple sports stores that are having clearance sales on shoes, so I stop to look. However, all they have are small sizes, and 3 pairs of at least size 30 basketball sneakers. I pass on by.

All of a sudden I venture upon a jail, yes, inside the mall. I think to myself, “Self, you’ve walked all this time and have yet to find a restroom, and I think you’ve got a turtle-head poking out, so you’d better just get in there and take care of business”. Now, I didn’t want to use the jail toilet, but what choice did I have? I walk in to the front entrance and then immediately through an open barred door. Why it’s standing wide open? Hell if I know, but I can see toilets in rows back in the back. I get back there and try to find one that suits my liking. A couple of things seem really strange to me here: 1) There is barely any toilet paper, anywhere, and there’s probably 80 toilets, and 2) the toilets are configured in really, really weird formations. Some are placed at odd angles, and, at one point, I see two that are facing each other only about 4 inches apart. Well, those aren’t for me! I find the one farthest in the back, and I’m not sure what happens from there. I’m guessing I took care of business, but all I remember is seeing a couple of officers bring in a guy in an orange jumpsuit, so I decide it’s time to hit the bricks. As I get back to the front barred door, they are just starting to close it, but let me out, just in time. I walk out and some random guy stops me and asks me “Dude, how’s you get out of there?” I just told him, “I wasn’t wearing handcuffs, so they couldn’t keep me”.

Now, I start the journey back to the theater, to be back with my lady. Somehow I take a wrong turn in this maze of a mall, and get side-tracked for about 15 minutes. Now, remember, it was a 45 minute walk to get where I was to begin with, so it’s at least an hour back. I get back around to where the theater is and I see a lot of people leaving, so I know the show is over. I think to myself, “Shit!! She’s going to be pissed!!” Was I ever right! I grab my cell phone and I’ve got a ton of messages on there, so I check my voicemail. The first one starts in, “Wow, I’m sure glad we decided to come to see this show together. Thanks for nothing!” Then the next is very similar, “I’m glad you decided to leave me here by myself to enjoy this!” The only other one I can remember said, “He just played “our” song, “Butter”, and you weren’t here with me. I don’t think you love me.” I could hear the anger mixed with sadness in her voice, but by this time I’m just pissed off because of all of the messages! I was simply mad at the fact that she left a bunch of messages, and didn’t really even hear what she was saying in them. I finally call her and she immediately starts with, “Where the hell have you been? The show is over and I’m leaving. I can’t believe you’d do this to me.” I reply, “Well, I had to go to the bathroom and I couldn’t find one. Then I ended up in jail. You’d think you’d come look for me if I was gone that long, but I guess you don’t care that much do you? Well, you care just enough to leave me a hundred messages, but that’s it”, and I hang up. She calls me back but it’s all inaudible. I wake up, because I hate having dreams where I argue with anyone.

This was actually the first dream I had last night, but was the weirdest. I went through all of it at that moment, and every time I would wake up throughout the morning I would keep recalling it, just so I’d remember by now.

What it means? Well, there are so many little pieces that can mean things. The Theater and the trumpet both are pretty significant, so I’ll start by looking those up. From dreammoods.com:
“Theater: To dream that you are in a theater, signifies that you will derive much pleasure from new companionships.”
“Trumpet: To see a trumpet in your dream, signifies a sudden new preoccupation that has taken over part of your time. To dream that you are blowing a trumpet, denotes that you will achieve your desires. Or it may simply be a way for your subconscious to get your attention.”
Yeah, I actually remember blowing the trumpet once after I had stolen it. I think we all know what the new preoccupation is. Hint, hint: You’re reading it.

As for not being able to be seen… I think it has more to do with my wanting to be heard, and it not happening. I looked up being invisible and here’s what it came up with:
“Invisible: To dream that you are invisible, signifies feelings of not being noticed or recognized for what is important to you. Alternatively, you may be trying to withdraw from the realities of life.”

The next piece that I think is important is the “toilets”. I know I’m cheating a lot today, but, hell, I don’t know what a trumpet, theater, or toilet mean in a dream. I can figure out not being able to be seen, but those are a little more difficult. Here’s the next one:
“Toilet: To see a toilet in your dream, symbolizes a release of emotions or getting rid of something in your life that is useless.”

I can definitely understand that. I have a tendency to really bottle up feelings, and then just explode all at once. I think this little blog gives me the outlet for release that I’ve been looking for. Who would’ve guessed that a friggin’ diary of my dreams would be better than a therapist?

The last thing I’m going to try to understand is the “Butter” reference from my fiancée. I know she said it was a song, but I don’t know any songs titled “Butter”, so I figure it has to deal with something else. Let’s see what the old dream dictionary has to say:
“Butter: To see or taste butter in your dream, suggests that you are looking to be gratified in some area of your life. You need to indulge yourself in life's pleasure.”

Well, there you have it. Today’s dream basically tells me that I have a new outlet for release, but I’m still needing to be noticed, and that I need to indulge myself a little more. Wow, I probably could’ve told you that without sleeping through the night, and spending two hours typing this out. However, I wouldn’t be “releasing” then, would I?

I’ll do my best not to cheat so much the next time, but I think I get a better understanding when I look up objects and feelings and see what their meanings are. Much props to http://www.dreammoods.com for the help today!!