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I’m tired. I’ve been writing for hours; researching, editing, polishing, perfecting. After months of hard work, my literary review of The Collected Literary Reviews of the Times is complete. I assemble the pages to put into my binder. There are a lot of pages; too many to bind all at once. I start the process with a few sheets at a time yet my stack never seems to decrease. In fact, it seems to be growing heavier in my hands. I am so tired. I’ll finish the rest tomorrow morning, before class. No. I force myself to continue. As I transfer more pages to the binder, I look down and my heart stops. The pages are blank. I look at the mountain of remaining paper and see that they are all blank. I look at the bound pages and they are all blank. I cannot breathe. I cannot breathe.

I gasp as my eyes open. It was only a dream. My heart resumes beating. I exhale.  It was only a dream.


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Welcome to Day 22 of the Second Third Annual 30 Minus 2 Days of Writing. Today’s prompt was It Was Only A Dream and it was brought to you by Kentucky Unicorn Derby winner, Reforming Geek. Although, come to think of it, it may have been Evil Twin. Even Cat is suspect. Hmmm.

Anyway, please click on the links below to visit the other people participating in this challenge. They’re probably having a few bad dreams of their own.

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  • I could have sworn this post had a title. It must have been a dream.

  • ReformingGeek

    Uh oh. Me, again. I kept hoping it was all a dream. The cat has a bad habit of interrupting my dreams. Maybe that is a good thing.

  • Cadeaux

    I would watch the unicorn derby…if only in my dreams.

  • frankleemeidere

    Wasn’t that a commercial from the ’50s? “I dreamed I was collating literary reviews in my Maidenform Bra.”

  • Yeah I think I remember that one. Was that really you, Frank?

  • Dreams are funny things aren’t they. Sometimes I dream I am still working and for some reason I just can’t seem to get there or I’m late and all the while I’m really trying to get there.

  • What? Only 6 people so far today? Boy, those other people who didn’t turn something in today suck. 😉

  • Sweetheart, you need to cut back on the Bailey’s. Or sleep with someone other than Jepeto. I’m officially offering my services.

  • I’ve had a similar dream that always has me frantically doing something for work and then somehow deleting the whole thing. (It’s also called a nightmare because we know it can actually happen!)

  • That reminds me of the far side cartoon where an elephant is on stage at a piano. He is thinking, “What am I doing here? I can’t play this thing! I’m a flutist, for crying-out loud!”. Crazy dreams where you think, “it can’t be so!”

  • KZ

    That sounds like a perfectly mundane, though terrifying dream. The symbolism kind of hits you over the head with a club though, huh? I expected more creativity from your subconscious insecurities. 😉


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