i had a dream
I had a dream last night where I found an old, faceless and picture-less painting that I had apparently created when I was a teenager. I knew that I had made it, and yet had no recollection of ever doing so. At the bottom of the picture was a scrap of twisted sticky-tape, stuck there on one corner. In my dream, I reached out and pulled the tape away and it accidently tore the painting open. Although it didn’t look like it, the painting was not on one piece of paper, but actually two pieces somehow joined together and on the inside, between the two pages, the corner of a crisp white envelope revealed itself.
I thought, “that’s odd, I don’t remember doing that. I don’t really remember any of this.”
I was intrigued.
I tugged the envelope out through the tear and saw that, amoungst other random words my subconscious placed there which I can no longer recall, my name was written on the front. It said:
To Jasmine Bailey
To open in ten years.
My first thought was that I must have written myself this letter in highschool, but the handwriting wasn’t mine. It was my fathers distinct left-handed messy cursive. But I could tell he tried to do it very neatly. He had made special effort to do his best writing. This letter was obviously important to him and my heart thumped loudly at the massive discovery I had just made – especially since dad had died more than six years ago now.
This was like finding a treasure chest.
I turned the envelope over in my hands and just as I was about to open it, I was teleported into my gay friends presence and I was asking him in a half joking way if he would have intimate relations with a female for $50,000 and enjoy it – he was gagging and clearly wanted to change the topic. ”There ain’t no money honey…”
Well, that’s dreams for you. Odd random things they are, jumping here and there and everywhere.
I wonder what that letter from dad would have said? I woke up disappointed this morning that I never found out.
Love Jaz
xox

Posted: December 31st, 2009 | Author: jasmine | Tags: dreams
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