Looking for Jerry
Like many other Canadians, I’ve been living in a deep freeze lately. Not much has been going on…Fortunately, I had a very entertaining dream last year — something to keep me going.
I’m walking with Neil on Lake Winnipeg — the ice is thin and broken in places, but, though I’m worried we’ll fall through, walking doesn’t seem to be a problem. Neil is on his way to work and is in a hurry. I’m stopped by a short, fat, angry man in a snowjacket who is looking for Jerry Lewis. He has heard that a film is being shot on the Lake (which, in the dream, was true) and he is bent on finding Jerry — the comic, that is, not the singer. (Personally, I find Jerry Lewis extremely annoying; I could never understand why people in France liked him…) Neil has continued on his way and is no longer in sight. I feel peeved that he has left me with this psychotic guy…I ask the man how he thinks he’ll get access to Mr. Lewis. He says something like “I have guns and a big mouth”.
The next thing I know, I’m in this man’s house and he’s showing me the mini-furniture that he collects. He shows me this miniature stove; the little clock on the stove has broken off which infuriates the man. Apparently he’s married, and he goes into a rage any time something breaks off one of his miniatures. I start to feel trapped in this man’s house and I wonder how I’m going to get away. I find a cell phone on the floor, and soonafter my dad appears in the dream. He tells me to run upstairs to the washroom and then to go to Gail’s house or something like that. (I don’t know anyone named Gail.)
Then I woke up and had to pee. Anytime there’s a washroom in my dream, chances are it’s a signal I have to pee in real life. But, what about the man looking for Jerry Lewis and why was he so angry?
I love how surreal dreams are…I find them very inspiring. What’s the strangest dream you’ve ever had? Do you believe dreams carry messages or are they just trash cans for the soul?
Posted on January 28, 2004 03:44 PM