The Only Right Thing to Do

“I dream. Sometimes I think that’s the only right thing to do.”
― Haruki Murakami, Sputnik Sweetheart

Oblique Strategy: A line has two sides

I rarely remember my dreams. When I am able to grasp the wispy end of something as I’m waking up it is always some form of daily frustration, like my car won’t start or my key won’t fit. I guess that’s why I can’t remember my dreams – they are simply more boring versions of my daily life.

This morning, though, as I crawled out of bed, I remembered. I was hitchhiking through Japan with two other people, a young couple. Why we were three was hazy, though there seemed an adequate explanation somewhere. At the time of the dream we were wading through a rice paddy, each clutching a train ticket. The tickets were paper and plastic, white and bright yellow, and valuable.

Ahead, rising out of the rice, was a track on a levee and a simple station. The biggest passenger train in the world was stopped there, vibrating and smoking. As we approached, it blew its whistle and slowly pulled off, just as we arrived. I was frustrated at the fact we had missed the train, and clutched at my ticket in frustration.

A minute later, we realized that this massive transportation system was too large for one single train, and a second, identical one came huffing into the station. Suddenly elated, I had my ticket stamped and boarded the nearest car. My two companions followed close behind me.

The rest of the dream consisted of me exploring the various cars up and down the line. They were laid out in a linear cornucopia of delights, each car more opulent and fascinating than the one before.

My alarm went off – time to get up and go to work. I hit snooze to see if I could drop off again and visit a car or two more, but the train had sped off to somewhere unknown.

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5 responses to “The Only Right Thing to Do

  1. 1. I hate when stress follows me into sleep.
    2. renting that movie on amazon! lmao!
    3. cool ass dream. past life? or a metaphor for a spiritual development? Interesting.

    ? when you are busy looking at the things in your life that don’t seem to be working the way they should be – there IS something else available. If you breathe, wait, look, and SEE. ?

    I’m going to try to remember this today.

    We find out today if 6 year old has ADD or something else. Have doctor appointment with results from forms we filled out, and a meeting with teacher who is fed up with him. Wish me luck!

    xo

    • Good luck. Our youngest son had ADD – don’t be afraid of medication if it is warranted. You might have to fish around for the right medication and dose. Remember, it isn’t permanent.

  2. My sister and I often share interesting dreams with each other. Inevitably, we find that we’re bored with the other’s story. It’s one of those things. You have proven the exception to the rule. I enjoyed your description and understood the inevitable brokenness between memory and understanding of what’s actually happening.

      • That’s funny. A friend of mine has had the same experience on more than one occasion. She wakes up mad at her husband and he’s just innocently starting his day. I don’t know if men do that. I’ve never heard one talk about waking up mad at their wife because of a dream.

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