I have various dream, like it’s the first day of school (it’s September after all), I’m at the mall, I’m on a trip. Throughout each of them I eventually realize my new glasses are broken and I’m super happy about it.
Tag: glasses
Help Me Bey You’re My Only Hope
I dream that I’m in some sort of martial arts school, or maybe it’s a commune? The older students (who look like the doctors at my usual vet clinic) make my life impossible with tests and quizzes I couldn’t possibly know the answer to. The director is completely mad and likes cutting me up with a katana. He breaks my glasses and I’m desperate because how am I gonna fix them if I’m stuck here? One of the students is Beyoncé and she vows to help me.
When You Wake Up Suddenly And It’s Like You Were Just There
I dream that the whole family is at a beach village, one of those Greek sea places with white houses and blue roofs. The sun is shining and it’s clearly summer, still groups of children are coming down stairs and alleys singing a Christmas song, I know it’s Greek because I recognize the world “aletheia”. Another group is singing in… Hebrew? That can’t be right, they don’t celebrate Christmas. Maybe they’re Copts.
As more and more relatives arrive I yearn to go back home and avoid them all, I beg my dad to drive me and he refuses. I walk instead, looking behind my back to see if he changed his mind. I fall asleep on a bench and when I wake up Dad has brought me home on his bicycle.
I want to take a shower but there’s a tray of burned cheese burgers in the bathroom, the smell is foul. My mom sits next to me on my bed and puts some sort of rust colored lotion on my face. Meanwhile, my brother is telling me that Dad is gonna take down our shower panels, that upsets me so much I throw a little, pathetic tantrum.
We sit around the table to eat dinner, both my grandmothers are here. My late grandma G. is slouching back on her chair, she looks like she has no bones and is about to plop on the floor any minute, like she’s made of jelly. I’m explaining to the both of them what 3D glasses are, isn’t it marvelous, I say, how everyone can now see holograms? They don’t really understand the concept. I say, imagine a big red billboard with the name of your favorite supermarket. With my glasses I also can see… I fish around for an actress they would recognize,
I can also see Sofia Loren projected on the billboard, waving at me.
After dinner, my brother attempts to hack into my phone to see if I ever visited a certain city. He’s not gonna find anything, I say confidently. He finds a panoramic photo that looks more like a painting. It’s from my point of view, it looks like I’m sitting in a shabby room. He changes the prospective and we gasp: on my lap there’s a dirty rat with a syringe stuck in its neck. It’s a terrifying close up.
Next I go to the store because it’s my old coworker S.’s birthday and we are planning a surprise party. I buy birthday cards and balloons from him, he doesn’t suspect a thing. I really need to pee though, and I’ll have to hold it because it’s not hygienic to use a public bathroom, Coronavirus and all. I can’t remember my credit card pin, I look it up on my phone, it’s the old Motorola my mom owned in 1997. It’s broken and I can’t seem to fix it and I really need to run home and pee. S. tries to fix it as well, he hands back something that is not my phone, I really don’t care, I grab it and…
I wake up and run to the bathroom.
All These Pop Culture Nods Are Gonna Fly Over Someone’s Heads I just Know
I dream that I’m watching Lindsay Ellis doing a Glee tribute episode. She’s the main character on Adventure Time, she and her fuzzy animal sidekick arrive on postapocalyptic Earth, mostly destroyed but still functional. She stops at a bar, drinks a coke, and that’s when she finds some old VHS tapes with Glee episodes! Lindsay’s gonna sing now, I can feel it.
I dream that I’m running because I’m late for Uni. A girl stops me inside the subway and asks me if my name is [insert my real name here]. Yes, why? I ask. My old glasses shop called her because she happens to have my same last name, and what do you know, she also just happened to walk across me!
She hands me her phone.
Hello?
I say.
How long have you had your glasses?
a male voice asks.
Uhh, about two years?
It’s just a guess. And it’s too late when I realize my guess was wrong.
Future Girlfriend
I meet a girl and I already know we’re gonna end up dating. She has long brown hair, glasses and an aquiline nose. Not too beautiful, but I like her.
We sit at the desktop in my bedroom to read and chat, she sees some dust on the nightstand and says I’ll have to be cleaner if we are to hang out. She eyes my bed and says she doesn’t like the way it’s positioned, that’s where I’ll have to put my foot down.
She’s got some quirks and is a bit annoying, but so am I. We’ll have to work this out because I’m lonely and I want a girlfriend so badly.
Broken Things
My glasses are broken. I look for an old pair, find them in a drawer, there’s a big scratch on one of the lenses. I wish I had gotten a new prescription before all the stores were closed.
There is a bed with a… tent? Rolled over it? I break it and then try to roll it back, even try to glue it but it’s no use. Bud Bergstein and his wife come in the room and are appalled.
It’s Christmas night. I want to be alone and read my Steven Universe comic book but dad is angry, again, he’s making a scene. Like I’ve dreamed to so many times, I pick him up by the armpits and put him outside. He takes the car and leaves, it’s already dawn and nobody knows where he’s gone, and everybody is mad at me.
Four More Snippets
I remember this little scene: my coworker S. tells me to take 20 from the cash register and then he hugs me. It feels really nice.
A young man with red hair and glasses knocks at my door. He’s carrying orange flyers and I can tell he’s from a rival phone company. I smile, cross my arms and lean against the door. “Ok, convince me,” I say.
I have a baby with me! Not mine technically, but a sibling’s. I think it’s a boy at first but it’s actually a black-haired girl named Logan. Then I’m sitting at a trial where they’re deciding who’s gonna take care of the baby, and I realize I’m inside an actual TV soap opera.
I watch an old Star Wars movie set in the 1970s. The characters are high school students, they form a band to join in a musical contest, Luke Skywalker is playing the electric guitar and Princess Leia is the drummer. They lose against two white kids rapping, but it’s amazing to see them dancing on stage. I feel so lucky to have new footage after all these years, especially of Carrie Fisher.
Sweet Danes
I need to go the local Embassy of Denmark. It’s located exactly where my town’s courthouse is, in fact it’s the same building, but in the dream it’s surrounded by green, lush plants. A Danish couple lives inside, husband and wife, both around sixty years old. I’m greeted by the husband, he’s wearing glasses and has big gray hair, a beard and mustache. The place from inside looks more like a beautiful greenhouse, sunny and filled with potted palm plants.
The man asks why I’m there; I explain my Gran has run over his wife with a car, but she wants to come clean and apologize. He’s very happy to hear that, wants to know how old Gran is. I say she’s 78*.
The wife comes over, she also has a gray bob and round glasses, looks quite friendly and lovely. She explains she broke her leg in the car crash but’s she’s all better now, and really relieved to learn it was an old sweet lady’s fault. She couldn’t have forgiven anyone else, especially a drunken youth who’d hit and run.
*note: IRL my grandma is 86 and cannot drive.
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