Crazy Dream - Viva Italia! 1988

Do you ever have crazy dreams and wonder why? Me too. How grateful I am to have recorded some of my bizarre unexplainable dreams in my journals. I found one today that I thought was worth sharing. Hopefully you can read my handwriting...something we are not used to seeing as much anymore. Remember I didn't have "spell-check" either when writing!

March 6, 1988

...but she begged me to leave her there. I ran looking for my 6 year old brother and found him. I went back to my mom's room and got her out! I ran to my room and grabbed my journals and put them in a plastic bag and tied them and taped them on my body. My mother, my brother and I jumped into the water and swam to shore. Italy! A woman took us in. There was more to it...that was just a rough draft, but all I can say is that I was scared to death! And the thought of anyone dieing out @ sea was heart-piercing! I lost my photo-albums @sea and that depressed me! (I used the "@" sign in my writing. This was way before the internet!)

If I had to psychoanalyze this dream, I suppose I can say that my journals are extremely important to me...and my family, of course. When my ship was sinking, I knew I had to save my family and my journals! Then, what better place to be stranded in, than Italy!? Right? 

What crazy dreams have you had? Wouldn't it be fun to record them and look back 27 years later? KEEP A JOURNAL! Or just keep reading mine.