Lately I’ve been having many dreams involving various forms of transportation and how they fail me. A frequent one has me in a tiny boat that keeps getting swamped from rough water, leaving me stranded in the middle of a lake; another has me trying to get my unwieldy bike down a steep and narrow staircase, with no railing or walls, a fall would mean certain injury.
I’m guessing these dreams are subconscious attempts to deal with my fears of maintaining a strong family and being a good father. It isn’t an easy task, and I’m not confident that I have a complete grasp on what it entails. Thus, the lack of control over my various forms of transportation.
The dreams could also reflect a similar stressor at work, with my current workload. I like being busy, but two designers and nearly 70 sites to maintain/convert is a pretty hairy recipe. Thankfully we’re getting the designer I replaced back in mid-May.
I suppose the dreams don’t need to have specific causes pinned to them; although it seems fairly clear to me that I’m feeling a distinct lack of control over my life; and for those who know me, they know I like to be in control.