February 19, 2005

the dream

Last night I dreamt that Charlie and I were riding on a little open-air bus, like the kind they use at Disneyland to drive you from the parking lot to the front gate. I was wearing a long wool coat that I owned in college, and my LL Bean boots (also from college); my hands were full of papers. The bus stopped and I got off and started to wave goodbye to Charlie, who was standing next to his seat looking out at me. He was wearing his puffy winter coat and his little grey backpack, and he had a pile of picture books with him and Bonsai, his stuffed chimpanzee. I kept reaching one hand through the open windows to straighten up his books and hand Bonsai to him, but Charlie kept dropping him on the seat. Then I started blowing kisses and saying, Bonjour! Bonjour! He was blowing kisses back, but not in the happy way he does when I leave him at school–he had the little confused face he gets when I tell him we have to do anything out of the ordinary (go to the doctor, take medicine, skip a nap). Then I started saying, Je t’aime! je t’aime! but he just looked more perplexed and nervous. And I noticed that his nose was running and he had dropped Bonsai again. And the driver was waiting for me to move away from the bus so he could go on to the next stop.

And then I woke up.

Posted by Susan @ 2:21 pm • Uncategorized