1124 dream

I had a weird dream last night. Dreaming is generally good because it shows I’m getting REM sleep and the apnea is being treated properly. But dreams like last night’s leave me more puzzled than ever.

I was in a dark room with only one light coming from the ceiling. I heard sobbing coming from the darkness behind me. I followed the sound to a group of people standing in a circle. Inside the circle was my friend, Nathan, on his knees, holding a paintbrush in one hand and a steering wheel in the other. He was crying and painting his face brown. A decision was made to call his wife, Nicky, to come and pick him up because he was in no condition to drive. Besides, we didn’t know where the steering wheel came from. I remember Nicky arriving just as I woke up.

Wow. Dream interpreters would have a field day with the symbolism from this one. Why was Nathan kneeling and why was he crying? What does the brown paint represent? What does the steering wheel represent? Why am I asking you?

I’ll leave the psyche-diagnosis to those friends of mine with psychological training (you know who you are) but I’m more likely to hear back from the rest of you amateurs. As for me, I’m blaming it on that slice of pumpkin pie I ate shortly before going to bed.

I can only come up with one time that a steering wheel had some symbolism to me. Back in high school, my Driver’s Training instructor, Mr. Higgins, had a steering wheel for a hall pass.. If you wanted to use the restroom, you were given the steering wheel and instructed to use proper hand signals whenever you made a turn to and from the restroom. One day, my friend, Kevin, borrowed the steering wheel to go to the restroom. When he came back, he had it tucked in the waistband of his pants. Mr. Higgins asked him if he was aware that the steering wheel was in his pants and Kevin replied in his best pirate voice, “Aye, and it’s driving me nuts.” I think I was the only one who laughed.