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Letter to myself
Jul. 8th, 2002 06:57 amDear subconscious,
First, let me start off by saying I appreciate you very much. I wouldn't be the person I am without you, goodness knows. And I've tried to do my best to nurture and indulge you, more than most people would. I've humored you, put up with 27 years of obscure nightmares, given you ample fodder for creation - and you've blossomed under this attention.
That said, I do think it's time to become stern now. We've got a new home here, and there are going to be some new rules. First of all, it's been over a year since I was a student, and a year and a half before that since I was in a classroom setting. So late-for-school and forgotten-test dreams are a lazy attempt at recycling, and no longer appreciated. Come up with something new, for goodness sake.
And speaking of nightmares - I know they're a tradition, but could you tone it down a little, please? The past year has been so good for both of us, I thought the bad dreams were almost ended. Now, with a new huge bed, a live-in sweetie, and a very nice set-up, you're making it so I can't enjoy it. Hey, the indulgences are as much for you as for the rest of me. Relax, enjoy them.... let me sleep through the night for once. Please.
If you do, I'll even give you an extra 15 minutes of sleep on workdays. If not... well, I can't threaten you, obviously, but if I could I'd think of a really impressive threat.
So. No more school dreams. And I'd appreciate never seeing that one about the talking puppy that's dying of poisoning because I neglected him, either. Maybe something cheery for once instead, okay? And please don't take this the wrong way - I really do want to work together on this. Thank you.
Love,
The Management
First, let me start off by saying I appreciate you very much. I wouldn't be the person I am without you, goodness knows. And I've tried to do my best to nurture and indulge you, more than most people would. I've humored you, put up with 27 years of obscure nightmares, given you ample fodder for creation - and you've blossomed under this attention.
That said, I do think it's time to become stern now. We've got a new home here, and there are going to be some new rules. First of all, it's been over a year since I was a student, and a year and a half before that since I was in a classroom setting. So late-for-school and forgotten-test dreams are a lazy attempt at recycling, and no longer appreciated. Come up with something new, for goodness sake.
And speaking of nightmares - I know they're a tradition, but could you tone it down a little, please? The past year has been so good for both of us, I thought the bad dreams were almost ended. Now, with a new huge bed, a live-in sweetie, and a very nice set-up, you're making it so I can't enjoy it. Hey, the indulgences are as much for you as for the rest of me. Relax, enjoy them.... let me sleep through the night for once. Please.
If you do, I'll even give you an extra 15 minutes of sleep on workdays. If not... well, I can't threaten you, obviously, but if I could I'd think of a really impressive threat.
So. No more school dreams. And I'd appreciate never seeing that one about the talking puppy that's dying of poisoning because I neglected him, either. Maybe something cheery for once instead, okay? And please don't take this the wrong way - I really do want to work together on this. Thank you.
Love,
The Management
