photo: jetheriot
When I’m falling asleep, sometimes I pretend I’m holding a long hoop-net, like what you use to catch insects. That way, I’m in the right frame of mind when the dreams start appearing. I’m like a kid with a bottle waiting to catch a lightning bug when it flashes.
Some nights there are so many dreams flying, it’s like a swarm of moths flapping around in my head. I’m catching specimens left and right. Last night I hauled in five nice size dreams. I actually caught more than that, but I couldn’t hold on to all of them. There were just too many to remember. Other nights there are only a few tiny gnats buzzing around. I collect those too. They’re all precious.
When I wake up, I have to work quickly. I have maybe five minutes, ten minutes tops, to preserve the dreams in writing before they disintegrate and disappear forever. I try to stay out of my own way as much as possible, if that makes sense. I try to be scientific about it. I don’t add or subtract or change or embellish. I just remove them from my net and pin them down as carefully as I can.
Some nights there are so many dreams flying, it’s like a swarm of moths flapping around in my head. I’m catching specimens left and right. Last night I hauled in five nice size dreams. I actually caught more than that, but I couldn’t hold on to all of them. There were just too many to remember. Other nights there are only a few tiny gnats buzzing around. I collect those too. They’re all precious.
When I wake up, I have to work quickly. I have maybe five minutes, ten minutes tops, to preserve the dreams in writing before they disintegrate and disappear forever. I try to stay out of my own way as much as possible, if that makes sense. I try to be scientific about it. I don’t add or subtract or change or embellish. I just remove them from my net and pin them down as carefully as I can.