a. I recently learned that some people dream in third person. This has been a shocking revelation to me. I assumed that all people dream like I do--it's basically a bizarre version of real-life consisting of my brain's amalgamation of the events of my life. I dream from my own perspective--just like real life--with the constant stream of consciousness flowing through my mind--just like real life. But, it turns out that some percentage of the population has dreams that play out like a movie, where they watch themselves maneuver through the events of the narrative. I have talked with two friends who do indeed dream in third person (as an interesting side note, both of these individuals remember their dreams with remarkable clarity...perhaps this is why). Do you ever dream in third person?
2. Today I realized that tomorrow is March 1st. Glory be! This winter has been a doozy here in Nebraska...very cold...very snowy...very icy. 
(image courtesy nebraskaweatherphotos.com)
For the first time in my life, I dislike snow. I have had to come to terms with the fact that as opposed to feeling giddy and excited about snowfall, I sigh with disappointment and frustration when the skies open and snowflakes fall...again. And again. I'm hoping that a spring, a summer, and a fall can reconcile my relationship with snow and we can be on friendly terms again.
d. My roommate mocks me because I'm not a crier in movies. I'm just not. She says that my heart is cold. It's not that I don't care, it's just that I don't typically get that tied into something that is not real. On the other hand, the Olympics have made me cry more than once this time around. I'm not an athlete. I'm not emotionally tied to these athletes. But there is something so emotionally poignant about someone competing with the pride of their nation on their shoulders. Tears came as the Chinese pairs figure skaters finally won Olympic gold after YEARS of competing together. 
They're married now and can celebrate this life achievement together. Tears came as the Canadian figure skater who unexpectedly lost her mother two days before the start of her event skated beautifully and at her best whilst bearing the heavy weight of that burden. 
Tears came as I learned about the Australian snowboarder whose parents managed to travel to Vancouver to surprise her after her gold medal run even when she'd told them not to come so they could save and come to see her get married in the United States instead. Tears came as I watched Canadian mens' hockey team come back from a loss to the United States to win the gold medal in front of their country on their home soil. This is what I love about the Olympics. Yes, there's national pride and all that. But, more importantly the Olympics remind me (and all of us) that, in the end, humanity is the same the world around. Even that thought brings tears to my eyes.
They're married now and can celebrate this life achievement together. Tears came as the Canadian figure skater who unexpectedly lost her mother two days before the start of her event skated beautifully and at her best whilst bearing the heavy weight of that burden. Tears came as I learned about the Australian snowboarder whose parents managed to travel to Vancouver to surprise her after her gold medal run even when she'd told them not to come so they could save and come to see her get married in the United States instead. Tears came as I watched Canadian mens' hockey team come back from a loss to the United States to win the gold medal in front of their country on their home soil. This is what I love about the Olympics. Yes, there's national pride and all that. But, more importantly the Olympics remind me (and all of us) that, in the end, humanity is the same the world around. Even that thought brings tears to my eyes. See? I'm not coldhearted.
2 comments:
I dream in the third person, as well as in first person. It's incredibly disconcerting to go from one to the other within the same dream. I usually recognize it within the dream, too. Weird ... And I do usually remember my dreams, though I wish I didn't because they usually affect my day.
Glad you enjoyed the Olympics! I'm not much of a sports fan, and I hate crying even more, so I just can't get too involved, y'know? ;-)
Dear Katie,
Thank you so much for your kind comment on my blog. I have admired you from a distance for a long time. Cali always spoke so highly of you and when you lived near each other would say, "Katie says . . ." or "Katie thinks . . ." or "Katie does . . ."
I miss her Katie stories.
I'm a first person dreamer. . . and more times than not they are stupid.
Thanks for repeating the Olympic stories. I missed those. Thank you.
Again, thank you for making my day.
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