Recently I received a copy in the mail of "The New Writer's Handbook"-Volume 2 (which has a wonderful opening essay, incidentally, by Ted Kooser, former US POet Laureate and one of my favorite contemporary poets). It was sent to me because it contains a couple of essays..actually, blog posts from way back...by me, one of them titled "The Neglected Horse and the Undiscovered Room" which talks about a couple of recurrent dreams of mine.
Just by chance I began reading, last night, a book called "Drinking the Rain" by Alix Kates Shulman...and there it is! My "undiscovered room" dream. Or perhaps I can't call it "my"...because she has it, too.
In my re-printed essay, I also referred to a passage from my book "Autumn Street"...a book published back in 1980 which remains one of my own favorites. The book is fictionalized autobiography and the passage is the little girl (me, actually) speaking about her older sister sleeping in the bed next to hers: "I realized that her dreams would always be different from mine."
But of course there are those of us who, as adults, have the same recurrent dreams.
(And I'm not even talking about the omigod-the-final-exam-is-tomorrow-and-I never-read the-book-and-never -went-to-class dream).