\t\t\t\tWoke up screaming today. It was a dream in which the first floor of the house I grew up in in Tampa was in a basement. I went down there after someone stole my desk. As I moved toward the kitchen I saw a thin, short, dark-haired woman moving around quickly, washing dishes and moving hurriedly around the kitchen. I could not see her face but still I knew she was beautiful and that I wanted her. I thought I might have a chance with her if I could prove to her what a nice and decent person I am.<\/p>\n
But then I had another thought. I thought I’d be more likely to get her attention if I demonstrated anger, or brusque hostility. I raised my right fist and shouted “HEY! WHO ARE YOU?” Those are the words I woke up screaming. It was intense. The sound of one’s voice when trying to wrench out words through the rigor-mortus-like stiffness of being asleep is, to me, the sound of death rising.<\/p>\n
Snapping out of that dream had me puzzled as to why the first floor of that house had somehow become a basement. Basements in Florida are quite rare, found mostly in the north.<\/p>\n
More puzzling to me is who the woman was, and why I wanted her so badly but could not find the poise to be decent toward her in that opening salvo of conversation, instead reverting to the type of anger I simply am not capable of\u00a0 expressing with any conviction.\t\t<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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