A Short Sunday Morning Ramble

Biff Hiking #3

It is Sunday morning and the world is stretching and yawning and rubbing the sleep out of its eyes.  I have not even gotten that far yet.

It’s only 9 AM and already the world is passing me by.

Just before I woke up this morning, I was dreaming that it was still the Christmas holiday and that I didn’t have anywhere I needed to be or anything I needed to get done.

Imagine my surprise and disappointment when I awoke and realized that there were places I need to be and things I need to get done.  Sometimes I’m not sure dreams are all they’re cracked up to be.  Sure, they’re nice places to escape from reality for awhile, but like a good book, they always end and then deposit you right back in the real world from whence we came.  Which in turn (prepare yourselves … this is a multi-layer metaphor) is like an amusement park ride.  It’s fun, thrilling, exciting, exhilarating … for about 2 minutes, and then you’re right back on the ground trying to decide if you want to stand in that long line to do it again.

Perhaps it would be better if we didn’t dream at all and so when our eyes popped open in the morning, there were no expectation or prejudices about what the day will be bringing us.

On the other hand, what fun is life without the occasional good book, cozy dream, or roller coaster ride?




  1. Sunday must have been the day for lack of reality! My Sundays start early because it’s a work day for me. I got up at 5, and I knew it was Sunday, but for some reason I was mentally operating on Monday time (when I start almost two hours later than Sunday). I was wandering around, getting ready and thinking I was doing great, until at 6:30 I realized I was supposed to have been out of the house 30 minutes prior. You can bet I hustled then.

    I think the worst dreams are when you put in a full day of work and then wake up and have to go to work all over again. Or like someone said above, getting mad at someone who only did something in your dream but not in real life.

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    • Wow … I’m sorry to read about your discombobulation! However, I take a small comfort in knowing that at least am not the only who who wakes up disoriented from time to time. At the root of it all for me is that, quite simply, I am not a morning person. My brain doesn’t usually boot up until about 10 AM.

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    • No, John, I don’t think so. It has even been posited that what we believe is real life is really just an elaborate simulation by a race of super beings. For some reason I find that hard to believe. But that, too, could be part of the simulation. In the end, there’s just no way to know. So enjoy the (simulated) ride!

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  2. Your posts contain a warmth and humanity that I enjoy, even as you stray into absurdity, which has always been MY jam, as my daughter says. It’s great how you take nothing for granted, and with such self-deprecation. Good to see you are pushing yourself to write. After all, writers WRITE. Have a good week.

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    • Wow! Thank you, Wilt. I think that is the one of the greatest compliments I have ever received. I honestly don’t quite know how to respond but to humbly thank you. I do try to do exactly as you said … to give people a reason to smile in this sometimes dark, always chaotic world we live in. My writing and your art are a lot alike in that regard. I think we are always trying to provide a “happy place” for our readers (and ourselves) to go to.

      Thank you again!

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    • Lol! Yes! Work seems to be a common nightmare among everyone. Being back in bed seems to be the dream we all aspire to. It’s a shame we don’t live in a world that makes that possible. 😦

      But here’s wishing you happy dreams!


    • That is very true! That is what writing is for me … a way to make-believe and to dream. That’s why I tend to write about lighthearted things. I suppose I”m just writing about the kind of life I’d like to lead if I could.


    • Lol … yes … I have heard of that happening. And been on the receiving end of it once or twice. I don’t dream often, but when I do, they tend to be either incredibly mundane, or very bizarre (but in a mundane sort of way).


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