Your Unemployed Daughter

Sweet (blog) dreams

Dear blog,

I dreamed about you last night! What does that mean?

I used to dream about work. Usually they were more like nightmares, apocalyptic visions with men running, screaming, from burning buildings and tattered TK-named magazines floating to the ground.

Work has also prevented me from sleeping. Remember Sunday nights? Thank heavens I am now free of that torture. I would try to go to bed early only to twist and turn and wake every hour and look at the clock and think about how little sleep I was actually getting and how 6:30 am was just around the corner, and then the alarm would go off at that exact moment I found myself settled into a semi-decent sleep. So I’d jettison myself out of bed, shower, and caffeinate myself through the next 15 hours in that stale, air-conditionless office … Really, is there any wonder about the apocalyptic nightmares?

I’ve also had a recurring dream where I write a book and get an agent and it’s published and I’m holding the copy in my hands and can actually read the pages of the book in my dream! I am amazed at its (my) brilliance! (Why amazed? you ask. Aww, shucks.) Upon waking, of course, I remember nothing of this perfectly penned novel that I have written in my mind.

But I’ve never really dreamed about a website before. Much less, my own website.

In this dream, you looked different. You had different colors, reds and purples and a different, blockier design. And for some reason, your fonts were all big and crazy, and your pictures didn’t match the content at all. But you were interesting. Some might even say, attractive. You were cute, okay! I’ll say it.

I’m sure Freud would have something to contribute here. It probably has to do with my uterus somehow. (Also, I am highly narcissistic.) Upon Googling, I’ve found a few others who have dreamed about their blogs. One says, “I’m totally losing it because I remember thinking in the dream, “oh, I should blog this…” Which, I think, is a bad sign.”

Now, according to this lady, dreams help you rehearse for interactions that may be very problematic, give you permission to take on challenges with more confidence, and show you where you are stuck when words and talking alone have failed. They also often reveal hidden rage.

But I’m not mad at you! In truth, though, I had been thinking about changing you a little. Maybe this dream is proof that you should stay just as you are.

Another blog dreamer says, “I was dreaming about blog posts this morning and what I wanted to post about next. That is scary and sad. I need more going on in my non-blog life. I should never be dreaming about anything related to the internet.”

Is dreaming about you bad? Should I be ashamed? Maybe we’re spending too much time together. We don’t want to get bored with each other, do we? Then again, you are rather irresistible, and this is all so new. Maybe we should just enjoy our relationship. I might have a job someday, you know. Or a date. This time we have is precious. Let’s make the most of it, shall we?

Love,
YUD