I’m not the only one having weird dreams in the time of coronavirus, right?
I have a specific recurring dream that always ends one of two ways. I’m in a store…Target, Walmart, Schnucks, wherever…and I’m happily shopping when I suddenly realize that I don’t have my mask on. The more common ending to that dream is one where I freak out because I realize no one else is wearing a mask, either, leaving us all vulnerable to whatever germs everyone might be carrying. Occasionally, though, the dream ends with an angry mob chasing me out of the store for not wearing a mask, and me feeling stupid, and also like I should explain that I always wear a mask everywhere, honest, but this one time I forgot.
I’ve also had a weird dream about using hand sanitizer, and what was supposed to be a normal application ends with me having a handful of the stuff. Which sometimes seems like it’s actually happening, because if you don’t squeeze the bottle just right, you end up with way more than you were expecting.
Have you had any weird COVID-19 related dreams?
Ever since I can remember, I’ve wanted to play the flute. I did take piano lessons in my childhood, which honestly, didn’t go so well, because my musical abilities are dubious at best, but still, I’ve always wanted to learn how to play the flute.
I finally decided to give it a shot. I don’t have a teacher, just a book. And I don’t have a fancy flute, just one from Amazon that was affordable. But I’m not doing this to impress anyone else…I just want to learn to play for me, so the basics are good enough.
Obviously, there’s a learning curve. When I was learning how to shape the air-jet, I didn’t even have the bottom joint turned correctly, as you can see in the picture! But, live and learn, and now that I’ve learned how to actually play a few notes, I also now know how to properly put the flute together, which didn’t really matter when I was learning how to make any sound, but is very important when trying to play an actual note!
So far, it’s been both easier and harder than I expected. I’m able to make good, solid notes that are much better than I though I would be able to. But the fingering…the changing from one note to another…is much more difficult than I anticipated. I don’t mind, though. I get a thrill just from the sound of good, clear, full, note. And all I really want is to eventually play a recognizable tune, which I think I will be able to do with some effort. So I’m living one of my dreams, and I think that’s a great thing, especially since I’m showing my children that moms can have dreams, and make them come true, too!