17 January 2013

Panthers and masters degrees in boxing

I like that I usually remember my dreams because they can be quite entertaining.  At least to me.  Last night’s dream had two parts.
In one part of the dream, I was taking a walk in my neighborhood.  I turned this one corner where I tend to be afraid of a dog that lived there.  (In real life I’m not sure there really is a dog there.)  As it turned out, I didn’t need to be concerned about the dog.  Not because it wasn’t there.  Oh it was there alright.  But because apparently the owners had a pet panther.  Adult size.  Unrestrained.  Why????  I don’t know but I wasn’t about to stop in and ask.  I had much bigger things to be concerned about than the dog.  (Now to be fair, the panther seemed to be quite friendly with the dog.  But for how long??)  All I wanted to do was get home before the panther spotted me.  I had to keep telling myself, “Act calm.  Walk, don’t run.  Don’t do anything to get the panther’s attention!”
In another part of the dream, I was hanging out with some friends and trainers from the gym.  Several of us were quizzing the pro boxer in preparation for a masters degree in boxing.  From a textbook!!  It was hilarious!  We kept asking him, “And why do you want to do this??”  His response was that he wanted a degree.  Never mind that he has already been demonstrating his talent and knowledge!  Nope, he wanted a masters degree in boxing.  Meanwhile his trainer hung out on the sidelines observing all of us and kinda shaking his head like, “Seriously?  This is ridiculous…”
What will I dream about tonight???

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