So, being that it's that season, the one where we hang out with a glass of wine in one hand and a tiny amount of insubstantial food on a napkin in the other, I have a question. As we know, we are ALL on a big kick to be interesting, right? We're all in? I have a question that I'll get to shortly.
We all have these amazing stories unfold at night, and they're awesome, but I'm not sure if we should tell others about them. Here's how it goes for me: I start telling someone, and midway through I realize there's no good way to wrap it up, and they're bored to tears because duh, there is no plot. They all end the exact same way. ("And then I woke up.")
"So, I was taking my walrus out for a walk because Target didn't have the gps unit we needed, and anyway, we wanted to go see the eagle web cam. I guess it wasn't a regular web cam, because we had to climb up this giant tower in the lake to see it. Anyway, I digress. The point is, just when we got up there, his feathers started coming in. Which was really cool, because it meant he could go to school. Well maybe it wasn't school, but some kind of walrus slash chicken thing."
At this point, if I stop to notice, the people I'm talking to have fake smiles plastered on their mouths, but they're making eye contact with each other, looking alarmed, like, "Should we call someone?"
"The feathers reminded me that the library books were overdue, but the book return was 68 floors under NYC, and there was no elevator, just this sketchy set of ladders and stairs, and it was kind of creepy..."
Anyway. I've just been wondering why we feel so compelled to tell our dreams, because they're never any fun for the listener. For me, I think it's this: I spend most of my waking hours longing for stories, seeking them out, wishing someone would tell me one, subscribing to new podcasts, and pretty much veering off any little track I might have been on if there's even the hint of a story elsewhere - eavesdropping, following people to their homes, etc. Oh wait, no I don't do that! That would be so creepy! But after a day spent as a mildly unsuccessful story hunter, I fall asleep, and it's one amazing story after the next. (This might explain all the naps, people. Either that or I'm just lazy.)
So, the question: is it ever okay to tell your dreams, or is it 100% annoying and boring? I'm pretty sure I already know the answer. And while we're on the subject, check this out. I want one.
I think I should also recommend a podcast, since there wasn't a story here. How about KCRW's Unfictional. Radio excellence!