Nightmare
I had a dream last night:
There were more men than women. The government made a new law that one woman were allowed to marry two men. Although many women like to sleep with more than one man in their lives, few women want to have more than one husband.
The government then produced powerful propaganda and even held a state party to enable men and women to meet. It also persuaded married women to set an example to unmarried women as to how to lead a single man to happiness. I discussed this matter with my husband and he agreed I could have another husband. I then registered to go to this dating party run by the local council. I took my son with me as I always did. I hardly ever left my son behind me because I love him dearly.
At the party, there were so many men and women that the party organiser said there would be a game to help us in choosing our mates. He pointed to a box which contained many paper balls and each ball had a man’s name in it. Each woman would pick up a ball. I did so.
I was introduced to the man I had chosen and he was talking to other people. He sat on a sofa, with a table in front of him. He looked fine, not handsome but not ugly. In fact, he was one of the busiest men in the party, so I didn’t have any chance to talk to him. He helped to deliver refreshments by driving an electronic light vehicle and he sat in a driver’s seat and drove. My son was also running about excitedly.
I sat alone, thinking all about this ridiculous event. How could I cope with two husbands? I hoped that they would like each other and could drink together. I wished my husband had never agreed for me to come to this event but he said that we should feel happy to help those who felt lonely.
Finally, the man I had chosen was free. He stood up and walked towards me. Wow, he was tall, 2 meters tall. Because of his height, he suddenly looked very handsome. I felt I was inferior to him and I worried that he would not like me. I told him about my family and introduced my son to him. I also thought he was too tall for me. His face had no expression. Of course he talked to me but I don’t remember any thing. The only thing I was thinking was that I hoped time could go back and that I had never been put in such a situation.
Guess what? I woke up. It had all been a dream-- a soft nightmare.
9/7/08
