The Adaptability of Dreams

Last night, I was dreaming about driving down a freeway in a car, racing some guy so that he didn’t cut me off.  When all of a sudden, there was a gigantic statue located right in the middle of the lane.  We both swerved to miss it, and then there was another statue.  Statue after statue was staggered across the various lanes of the freeway, and we had to slalom around them all. 

They were fanciful pieces of art, featuring perfectly formed men creating planets and discovering scientific advancements.  Statues commemorating creation in various forms.  In my mind, I realized that this was part of a visiting art exhibit in town, and we were driving right through the middle of it! 

As we progressed, the statues got closer and closer together, so that it was becoming nearly impossible to maneuver the car around them all.  At some point, they became so dense that I began to panic…and just like that, I was riding a bicycle instead.  I suddenly had no problems making the turns and sliding through the smaller openings.

I love the adaptability of dreams.  Your mind will encounter something impossible in the real world and seamlessly adapt the surroundings so that it’s possible again.  And the beauty of it is that you don’t even question it.  You accept that it is and that it totally makes sense.