Saturday, October 30, 2010

Swimming lesson

Early this morning, long before sun-up, I began to have this wonderful dream of nearly naked men and women having way too much fun.

The sylvan setting included an old rock building which had been restored as condos. A mountain stream ran alongside the property. Soft melodies filled the air.

Inside was a huge swimming pool (here comes the good part) with men and women older than me meditating, swaying to an inner music.

Unimpressed, I thought they were selfishly hogging the pool. Then I noticed someone was in the water floating in a happy way. To hell with it, I thought, and I decided to slip into the water and try not to make waves to disturb the meditators.

Next thing I know, my butt is hitting the floor.

I had thrown myself off the bed.

As I struggled to get up, the Mystery Woman just lay there, not saying a word, not offering a hand to help me get off the floor.

Once I struggled back into bed, I asked indignantly, “Why didn’t you help me get up?”

Her answer: “I didn’t want to get wet."


The South Plainsman said...


Ross said...


paula said...

that happens after you've been together for a while, i hear.

Ken Martin said...

Hey, George, that's a great dream. It reminds me of one I had years ago when I was dreaming that I was outside a baseball stadium but could see over the outfield fence. A flyball was hit in my direction and I dove to catch it. I woke up on the hardwood floor with friction burns on my knees and elbows. Didn't catch the ball, either.

Anonymous said...

Priceless! B

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