I started life in Oklahoma, then spent much of the ’50s and ’60s in Manhattan. Spent the ’70s all over Oklahoma: Enid, Ponca, Norman, OKC, Shawnee, Stillwater. Early ’80s in the KC area, late ’80s at Penn State. Moved to Spokane in 1990, here ever since.
My dreams were ALL located in Oklahoma until about 2012 when they finally shifted to right here. The dream version of my house is larger and nicer than the real thing, and the dream version of Spokane mostly runs along two corridors from downtown to my house. The corridors have some Enid ingredients in the mix. North Maple in Spokane is hybridized with North Van Buren in Enid.
What’s missing? KC and Pennsylvania. The dream scripter stuck in Oklahoma for 30 years after I left there, then jumped to Spokane without ever stopping at the in-between places where I spent 5 years each. Those were active interesting years, not especially unpleasant. Seems like they should have provided material for the dream scripter, with no obvious reason to wipe them out.
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Next day, the dream scripter heard my request and responded. I was lost in a strange place (as usual) which turned out to be Chinatown in Boston. I finally found the bus station (as usual) and asked the ticket clerk for a ticket to get home. I said “I need a one-way to Lawrence. That’s Lawrence Kansas, not Lawrence Massachusetts.”
Can almost hear the scripter saying “Okay boss, you happy now?” Well, yes.
I’ve never been to Boston and never heard of its Chinatown. According to Google it does have a Chinatown, like most big cities, but doesn’t look especially interesting. The scripter was smart to remember that Massachusetts also has a Lawrence, thus making the verbal clarification a natural part of the narrative. As always I’m impressed by the scripter’s skill and wish I could call on it in waketime, but like the rest of me it’s best on graveyard shift.
The Chinatown reference was not original. I was watching an old detective show with a scene in NYC’s Chinatown before bedtime.
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