I just woke up from a dream where I was staying in this big old mansion / school surrounded by people I knew from elementary school, high school, and even present life. We were all preparing for our TEDx presentations in separate rooms.  Every time I would be ready to practice, I’d have another interruption.

There was a parade outside the window where the highschool football player was running down the street with a huge entourage because he was accepted into the “big game”. Another interruption was a gigantic flat bad truck was circling the field in the backyard carrying 2 bears, 2 cows, 2 deer and a landscaper. I learned that these were the key ingredients to creating a successful football field.

I’d run back into the mansion to practice and then there was an outbreak of fear as everybody was running around from a present day Frankenstein that was about to fight a Frankenstein from a black and white movie.

I was finally getting ready to lock myself in a room and begin to practice when I went outside the door of an attic room and stood in the doorway reading over my presentation and suddenly I realized that flash bulbs and television cameras were pointing up at me, shooting. I snuck back into the dark corner and went to find my dad to see what was going on. Apparently they were on the search for a ghost in the attic and when they saw a dark little shadow in the doorway, they thought I was the ghost. 

I spent the dream running from room to room trying to find a quiet place to practice. I spent time looking for a timer on a watch and somebody to practice with.  I spent time running on the beach, outrunning Frankenstein, being annoyed that I just wanted to practice! Suddenly, it was time to make the speech and I had not rehearsed it. 

Right then and there, Simon Cat jumped up on the bed, woke me up, and I just knew that I had to write this dream down before it slips out of my head. Oh, and I must feed Simon too.