Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Bored by Dreams

I had this dream right before I woke up that I had been transported to this place where people have perspective problems. I know I was there for two reasons, but I can’t remember the second one. The first one, strangely enough, was that I played too much volleyball and set too much importance to it. Obviously a dream. But I met other people that were so preoccupied with things in their lives, they had forgotten other important things. I met a mother who just obsessed over one of her kids, a guy who was married with kids, but still wasn’t over his ex-girlfriend, and a whole group obsessed with volleyball, just like me. So my group started to play. You would think if we were so obsessed that we actually would know how to play! I was trying to get someone to be the setter, but it was just chaos, everyone trying to hit every ball. So I walked away and decided I belonged back in the real world. As I was leaving I met a girl that was just crazy about soccer. She had a boyfriend, but was constantly blowing him off to play soccer. I told her I was leaving and said, let's go. But she didn't want to leave, she thought the place was perfect, she got to play soccer all the time. I left her and passed a room of people lining up to get into this place. I saw a tall lady that had no face, I saw and old friend from church, I even saw one of my distant relatives. I passed by and hugged some of these people, trying to convey a blessing for quick release from this form of prison. Then I traveled over the ocean and came home, cured of my volleyball fanatasism and so cured of my other obsession, I couldn't even remember it anymore.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Warp Engines Mr. Candy

At work we process. We stand at machines and sort money into denominations. It might sound like dull work, but I like it. You get to challenge yourself to go faster and on Sunday mornings we get to listen to 94.9 New Wave Nation for 3 hours. And sometimes you work with a crew that makes you feel like you are part of something bigger than yourself.
I had this feeling three days ago. Matt's machine was directly on my left and John's was directly behind me. We were a triangular ship and I felt like captain Kirk, leading the crew. I had set a challenge to try to finish before coin, but I did not tell anyone else. But John seemed to be running faster than he normally does, and Matt wouldn't go on lunch. We didn't beat coin, but I did find out Matt had the same goal.
I remember prep days at Bullwinkles with Dustin. We had that ability to work together efficiently without having to actually talk to each other. I find I can do this with both Matt and Germayne in the vault. It is possible mostly because we all know the processes and what order they go, but still working in conjuction with another person while you stay in your own "zone" is such a cool feeling. You feel understood and yet completely hidden.