The Karate School Dream

Saturday, July 21st, 2007 | Life

So I went to sleep mid-day and ended up having a very weird dream. Well, I was driving through what I thought was Fort Atkinson, WI…. But as the dream progressed it now seems more like it was Los Angeles, CA… Anyways I noticed that ‘Holman’s American Karate’ was open again. I had gotten my black belt from them many years ago, but eventually they sold the school one of it’s students.

I am fairly sure that the guy running it now is out of business as once you have been in a small town for a long time people know you are there and have already gone in if they are interested. If not they never will and you won’t gain a lot of new students all the time. Well that and I heard Holman’s stiffed a lot of people in the town and when Gary took over everyplace he went made him pay cash because of it…

So anyways I decided to stop in and take class for old times sake. Of course I somehow had a uniform and everything and went right to the front of the dojo as you typically would if you are ranked higher than the other people there.

Anyways, there was something going on since everybody had numbers on their backs. As the instructor went through the line she questioned a couple people about who they were and ended up referring to them by number. She got to me and didn’t question me being there at all, despite me not having a number, and not actually being a paying student.

When class got over the dojo morphed into a house. Best I could tell, since it wasn’t talked about… was that the house we were in was for the Holman’s and that one of them was sick and had people taking care of them. I am not sure because I never saw them.

We eventually walked out of the house and past some guy who had to argue about something…. I think that’s what he was doing. Well that turned into a conversation with me and a woman and me saying “well he hasn’t been sued yet”. To which it appears a light bulb went off in her head.

I then got into some room somewhere. I would say past the pool, but I am not sure it was the same building or area at all. Anyways, I started making out with this woman that I had been walking with…

Then I woke up…. WTF!?? I have that really long ass dream, that I am guessing was spawned by the fact that I am wearing a “Young’s Martial Arts” T-Shirt (the guy who took over for Holman’s long ago), and then It ends right when it gets good….

I don’t even know this woman, but I could clearly describe the details of her. She was also the one in class who didn’t question my being there, yet in my dream I clearly knew that I was just visiting the Dojo as well as the area I was in I was just passing through.

I haven’t even had any Absinthe (yet) today!

               

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