1, 2, 3, 4, I Declare a Thumb War

Unless I've just watched a psychotic movie or tv show, I love going to sleep and dreaming. My dreams tend to be very visual, like a little movie and it's always fun to see what happens to me in them. For example, here are a couple of more recent, memorable ones.

Thumb War Tournament

I found myself in the middle of a huge thumb war competition with no idea how I got there. As I looked around, I realized how big the odds were stacked against me. I don't have large hands or double jointed limbs. How could I possibly win against such dexterous competition? I was about to drop out when he walked in the room.

Dressed in a crisp, white Colonel Sanders KFC suit, Tom Hanks stepped into the center of the action. I was struck with this strange desire to meet him. Then I realized that people were eliminated as the line dwindled down and if I waited at the end I would be in the thumb war finals. It's amazing how I crafted the dream to actually give myself a chance to win and, of course, meet Tom Hanks.

Injecting Real Life Into the Scenario

I've been working on a work project for months. In order to move forward with the story, I need to interview several firefighters. Unfortunately, I haven't received the green light or the names of the interviewees from the local fire department, even though their CIO was the one who suggested the story idea in the first place. My supervisor recently asked me about the project, wondering in a nice way why it wasn't getting anywhere.

A couple of nights ago, I found myself in a fire truck talking to a firefighter. I wanted to practice our lines for an upcoming production of Romeo and Juliet. He was hesitant. Of course, the play couldn't go on without Romeo. And there you have it, my dream was confirming what my mind knew. The firefighter, hence fire department, can't get their act together. And I can't finish the play or, in reality, my show, without their cooperation.