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| A person wearing a posey straitjacket from the rear with a chain attached around the body and attaching to the feet by Mark NL. Public Domain. Via Wikimedia Commons. |
Quite the opposite, in fact. But leaning into humor helps me keep the negative thoughts at a distance, at least for a while. Hopefully it does the same for you, although I am sure at times I am quite annoying. (Sometimes I annoy myself, oddly enough.)
I think for the most part I've managed the 7-1/2 weeks of stay-at-home existence fairly well. Nonetheless, of late, themes of constraint and liberation keep creeping into my dreams.
For example, a couple of mornings ago, I dreamed that I was in a straitjacket, desperately trying to wriggle my way out. In the same
dream, I also thought I was being held in place by two people and was
flailing to escape their clutches. I woke up tangled in my bed sheets,
so that may explain the scenarios to some degree.
Conversely, earlier this morning, I dreamed that Cairo and I were driving around somewhere outside of Toronto, with no aim in particular. We just wanted to escape the confines of home, enjoy the spring air, and get away from everything for a little while. We came to a portion of the road and were presented with two choices: Option 1, take an older two-lane road or Option 2, take a new, modern, multi-laned highway with lots of bridges and overpasses.
Cairo was driving and decided to take the new highway. We soon realized, however, that the new road was literally under construction as we kept encountering work crews who were incredulous that we were driving on the new road. They started chasing after us, on foot and in trucks, and then the police started chasing after us as well.
I started to get panicky, feeling that we should stop and explain ourselves to the authorities. (I can be such a color-within-the-lines little puke at times.) That or we should find an exit as soon as possible. But Cairo remained calm and kept driving. And this explains our personalities to some degree and likely why after seven years of relationship we work together so well.
Every time we crested a bridge or a hill, I expected we would be faced with a very sudden end of the road: Construction barrels that we would have to crash into to stop or barriers that we would have to smash through only to be hurled over a ledge and into oblivion.
But I woke up before that happened. Instead, we just kept going with no end of the road in sight.
Which is in some ways a good thing--we will survive! But simultaneously a bad thing because we don't know yet where, when, or how this pandemic lockdown will end. And that is mind-boggling, frightening, and even somewhat liberating all at the same time.
Our regularly scheduled comedy programming will resume momentarily. You're welcome.
Conversely, earlier this morning, I dreamed that Cairo and I were driving around somewhere outside of Toronto, with no aim in particular. We just wanted to escape the confines of home, enjoy the spring air, and get away from everything for a little while. We came to a portion of the road and were presented with two choices: Option 1, take an older two-lane road or Option 2, take a new, modern, multi-laned highway with lots of bridges and overpasses.
Cairo was driving and decided to take the new highway. We soon realized, however, that the new road was literally under construction as we kept encountering work crews who were incredulous that we were driving on the new road. They started chasing after us, on foot and in trucks, and then the police started chasing after us as well.
I started to get panicky, feeling that we should stop and explain ourselves to the authorities. (I can be such a color-within-the-lines little puke at times.) That or we should find an exit as soon as possible. But Cairo remained calm and kept driving. And this explains our personalities to some degree and likely why after seven years of relationship we work together so well.
Every time we crested a bridge or a hill, I expected we would be faced with a very sudden end of the road: Construction barrels that we would have to crash into to stop or barriers that we would have to smash through only to be hurled over a ledge and into oblivion.
But I woke up before that happened. Instead, we just kept going with no end of the road in sight.
Which is in some ways a good thing--we will survive! But simultaneously a bad thing because we don't know yet where, when, or how this pandemic lockdown will end. And that is mind-boggling, frightening, and even somewhat liberating all at the same time.
Our regularly scheduled comedy programming will resume momentarily. You're welcome.
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