Ryan Fitzpatrick
10-05-2012, 10:05 AM
The last 3 days I've been able to tap into the long-elusive "continuous dream," which has coincided with my first 3 days of vacay in Miami. I don't mean reoccurring dream, either. You know when you wake up in the middle of a good (or bad dream) and get back to bed you never go back? It's like that dream is gone in the ether forever.
Well, I've woken up 2-3 times a night here, but each time I've gone back to bed I've been able to pick up where I left off. Each time there's been this gorgeous girl named Jasmine (whom I've never met) in a red dress. She wants to marry me and take care of me and I have no objections. We talk, and everytime I see her we're at some kind of party, but all the noise/people around us is drowned out.
Most dreams are strange, b/c they involve people from all parts of our life in locations that don't match. Lately though, it's been people I don't recognize--but i'm remembering the dreams more vividly. 2 days ago I dreamed Papa John offered me a marketing job, even though I don't really eat his pizza or know anything about marketing. I dreamed (last night) that the Bills were beating the 49ers 9-7 with 4 minutes left, but some guy named Sam Asho fumbled for Buffalo, which led to 7 points and a loss to the niners.
Through it all though, at some point in the night the lady in red (cheek-to-cheek) shows up. I'm writing this down so when the memory eventually fades I'll still have this to recall upon.
Well, I've woken up 2-3 times a night here, but each time I've gone back to bed I've been able to pick up where I left off. Each time there's been this gorgeous girl named Jasmine (whom I've never met) in a red dress. She wants to marry me and take care of me and I have no objections. We talk, and everytime I see her we're at some kind of party, but all the noise/people around us is drowned out.
Most dreams are strange, b/c they involve people from all parts of our life in locations that don't match. Lately though, it's been people I don't recognize--but i'm remembering the dreams more vividly. 2 days ago I dreamed Papa John offered me a marketing job, even though I don't really eat his pizza or know anything about marketing. I dreamed (last night) that the Bills were beating the 49ers 9-7 with 4 minutes left, but some guy named Sam Asho fumbled for Buffalo, which led to 7 points and a loss to the niners.
Through it all though, at some point in the night the lady in red (cheek-to-cheek) shows up. I'm writing this down so when the memory eventually fades I'll still have this to recall upon.