<p>OK, so, first: context. This morning at oh-dark-thirty, I left S at the airport to fly cross-country to start college. All sort of emotions stirred, and far too little sleep had, I retired to bed for an afternoon nap. (I never take afternoon naps.)</p>
<p>I had a dream, a very vivid dream.</p>
<p>I was doing some sort of chore while discussing college entrance with a casual acquaintance. We’d talked about the kids we knew and where they were going to school. She asked me where I was going to go, and suddenly I panicked. I could not remember where I had replied in the affirmative! “I… I can’t remember!” I said almost frantically. “I think it had an S in it…? And I have to leave any day now, but I’m not ready! [husband’sname]!” I cried, turning to my husband, “Where the f— am I going to college!?!” and he said calmly, “Serendipity,” and the friend said, “Oh, yes, Serendipity College, right,” and they both nodded and I knew that wasn’t right and woke up in a panic, not being able to remember where I was going.</p>
<p>Then I remembered, “You idiot, you’re 51 years old, YOU are not going to college!” </p>
<p>Is this the parents’ version of the “I never went to class, I never studied anything, today is the final exam, I can’t even find the room!” panic dream, I wonder? Anyone else having any bizarre dreams in this time of transition?</p>
<p>OMG, mootmom… that’s pretty funny (well, not that you were so anxious, but you know…). I had a dream last night that S came home for the weekend unexpectedly and had not arranged a ride back. He said he thought I could just drop him off before classes started on Monday. I yelled “It’s 14 hours roundtrip!” Then he mumbled something about just missing the first day of classes and startng school on Tuesday! Like you, I woke up in a panic. :)</p>
<p>Obviously mothers work while sleeping…I wonder if we will gather some dad-dreams too. I love this thread and now don’t feel so alone with my dreamlife! My son is deferring his admission and taking a gap year. He leaves tomorrow for Italy and Greece. I have spent the last week trying to stand well back from the chaotic way in which he is preparing, while also observing my husband get ready to leave the country for 3 weeks, and graduate one class of interns while preparing for an incoming class of 18 new ones: I had this dream:</p>
<p>I am some kind of UN personnel and I am in charge in getting a large group of Afghani nomads to move from one place in Africa to another. The nomads do not want to move where they are supposed to go. I do not speak any of the native languages, but am definitely the person in charge of making everyone involved happy with the process. </p>
<p>Needless to say I was really glad to wake up and find it is just my own tribe I have to negotiate with…</p>