memo to my subconscious

RE: dreams about being a musician

Hopefully by now word has filtered down to your level that I gave up piano lessons when I was 14. After all, it’s only been 35 years since I broke my arm playing football and used the plaster cast I wore for five weeks as a way to escape what I then considered a serious impediment to my developing male ego. So what’s the meaning of these occasional dreams about playing some musical instrument? Usually it the bass guitar or drums as part of the rhythm section. Since it is my dreams I’m glad to say I end up playing rather well but if I step back and compare this to other dreams it seems out of place. We’re talking about the same person who has just as often dreamed he was back in college only to discover it is the next to last day of the term and suddenly realizes he hasn’t attended any classes and now must study for the final exam. Oh, and did I mention that this usually takes place while I’m outside on a very crowded campus but my clothes are always somewhere else? Besides, I don’t even know any real life musicians. OK, maybe I do but it isn’t anyone I socialize with or might possibly ever ask me to jump on stage and take the place of some missing band member. Have you ever wondered why I won’t even pick up an “air” guitar? Well, yes I do futz around with my jew’s harp but I’m not under any delusion about making a workable career from playing it. What I really miss in my dreams and you haven’t given me in a very long time is the ability to fly. Think about and get back to me some night. Thanks.

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About Marcus

Who me? Introverted, neurotic, self-absorbed, increasingly cynical observer of human nature and part time social critic in hiding. Most of my life spent avoiding growing up. The naive idealistic passions of youth have evolved into the eclectic eccentricities of adulthood. Northeast Florida small-town native, related to people I can't relate to. Simultaneously my own best friend and worst enemy. Politically and spiritually unaffiliated, my personal ideologies put me all over the map or off it completely.
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