The Penis Chronicles presents, “Anticipation”
It looks like a perfect sunny fall morning. It’s clear by the traffic that the school year has only just begun for the season. It is bumper to bumper on the 2 lane north bound street. The air is crisp and my child is walking down the tree lined sidewalk beside the busy street. I am hurrying through the traffic in my own vehicle heading towards the school as if to drop off the child that is actually walking. I glance quickly in my rearview mirror and make a lane change to the left. Traffic in this lane suddenly stops. I don’t have enough space to get my big truck stopped fast enough. I swerve to the right lane narrowly missing the back bumper of a little car. They didn’t notice. The lane I am in now is stopping too but I have space and I push hard on the brakes; I barely get stopped. Three heads, the dad, daughter, and the mom look back at me from their white truck which I almost hit. They are familiar faces from the school but I don’t know their names. I smile reassuringly. All three heads snap forward and they drive off to the left.
The road has changed to a pitch black asphalt and there is construction. It is unmarked construction and I drive my normal route past a distracted security guard and up the asphalt hill. I don’t question why there is a security guard on the road or why the road surface changed. As I crest the top of the hill I become aware that there is no road, it just drops away and my truck drops with it. I am not sure how but I am not in the truck anymore. Instead I scramble frantically and I am able to catch the truck just after it falls from over the side of the cliff. I am lying flat on the road with my arm straining over the side holding my truck by the frame of the open window!
Time seems to slow.
This is a great vantage point. I can see a pool a good distance down under the drop and the school is up and over to the left with cars coming and going. My view to the right is obscured by a dirt hill and construction vehicles. Logically I have 2 choices. First, I can drop the truck and hope it lands in the pool but I am not sure how I would get it out later or explain its presence there. Second, I could risk looking foolish and pull my truck back up over the side.
I pull. (Please note that I am not sure if I am really strong or if my truck has become the size of a kid’s Hot Wheel car. Regardless, this all seems very normal to my consciousness.)
Once I have my truck I approach the security guard and ask which wat I am supposed to go. Exasperated he points and I hurry off driving around the big dirt hill and construction vehicles wondering if my child will make it to school on time. I am also hoping that he didn’t see my embarrassing blunder.
I watch from an observes view as my truck and I disappear around the bend contemplating what time I will get to work but the thought is cut off as my consciousness is disturbed by the sound of a dog shacking and snapping awake.
What does all that mean? I woke from that dream feeling a bit beside myself. If I was going to try and interpret I would point out that my boys are starting grades 1 and 4 this year and there has been a series of conversations about changing schools, daycare, work, schedules, and finances… So, I am thinking that those conversations might be a valid tool for interpretation.
Interpretation from The Dreamer’s Dictionary by Lady Stearn Robinson & Tom Corbett:
Black – extremely hard or incessantly work and trouble page 59
Cliff (drop) – warning to avoid speculation and risks page 91
Traffic – trying to solve a problem that you may need help to solve and in the case of the traffic jam it is a prediction of obstacles that will be challenging to overcome page 359
Pool – symbol of cheerful companionship page 292
By Shari Marshall – 2019