I’m sure everyone has them, dreams that keep you up at night, thoughts that are born as you sleep. Did you know that babies dream about 8 hours a day? That thought brings back many memories of watching my little ones.. smile, coo in their sleep, sometimes even cry. Wondering what, where and how an infant brain with little to no life experiences would possibly have entertaining their young minds.
My dreams are usually ideas, strategies, marketing themes, and random screens. Sometimes,. its’ chapters. A book in my head, a theme I hear over and over. Sometimes full lyrics. funny thing is, I can’t remember actors names, movie scenes, etc. Couldn’t tell you what I said someone yesterday sometimes, much less last week or month!
I’m in a period of my life.. the second wind. I look back on my teen life.. and wonder what I did with all that time, what I wasted it all on. they say a mind is not fully developed until your early twenties, I believe it. I’m a thinker now.. in my teens I was an action figure,.. my twenties a manufacturer of children, my 30’s were a mix of emotions and obsessions. the next decade seems to be a microchip.. on fire. I can’t fuel the fire of the desire for knowledge fast enough, nor sufficiently add to the bank of knowledge, nor quench the desire to experience, to see it all, to do it all.
I’m reflecting as I met with a potential business partner tonight who is near my age. Amazingly, we share some of the same thoughts and have pumped each other up over the possibilities for our new venture. I’ve noticed it, have you? The connections people have at different times in their lives. Over the past few months, I’ve met a litany of women who share the same interests, wisdom and humor on, of all places, Twitter. (#Twitterqueens). Who would have thought, me , on the Internet more than my kids. Funny thing is, my kids don’t get it. My 19 y/o thinks I’m losing it as I literally laugh out loud when talking to the Twitterqueens at midnight. My kids are in their twenties.. the action/emotion stage. They are not in the micro-processor stage yet I suppose. They just don’t get it.
Social networking has opened up chapter after chapter of experiences, of outlets for sharing thoughts, dreams and general BS that no one else close to you really wants to hear, (aka children). So, with journal by the bed, the lights are off for tonight,.. but the flashlight is handy, just in case a thought has to be recorded.
“Channels are blocked in the mind, from the day. Lie down in blackness of night, forgotten remnants rush to the mind, or creeping slowly appear in the dreams. ” ~Nathaniel LeTonnerre, translated