Oh, oh, oh its Magic

It’s been quite a while since I’ve added a worthwhile blog entry, but unfortunately it probably reflects my general mood lately. My friend Jennifer that lives in Costa Rica wrote a great piece on her site about how she misses the changing of the seasons as she is surrounded by green as far as the eye can see. I often do share a similar sentiment for the coming of fall, but for some reason this year it seems especially hard. It feels like the whole world is kind of winding down and readying itself to lay back for a nap as it regroups itself for another year. The breezes have all become chilly and the patio furniture is being put away. The year has grown tired of the words “maverick,” “change,” and “stimulus package” and will soon be wrapped in a blanket of snow preparing itself for a better 2009. I’m already missing margarita evenings with Rebecca by the pool, reading our books while the sun sets. I am already nauseated by fantasy football at work because frankly I have no idea what anyone is talking about. I keep waiting for something especially interesting to happen before I write a new blog. Then it happened. Well, it didn’t really “happen,” it was a dream actually. Last night as I was fast asleep, my dream led me to a school carnival where I was part of a big magic act. In front of the whole school the magician was going to “cut my head off.” Of course it was all a big stunt and I was assured that I wouldn’t be hurt in the process. So it was the moment of truth and the magician reared back his arm and quickly dropped his sword over my neck. While I was a tad nervous, nothing really happened, and I was supposed to simply lay my head down and act dead. Of course, as in real life, I sometimes have a hard time withholding my laughter. I began to laugh, while supposedly dead and I ruined the whole act. The magician was furious and stormed away in frustration. One of my favorite high school teachers, my AP Art History teacher, happened to be in the audience in my dream and he concurred, I had in fact ruined everything by laughing. Then, the thought crossed my mind in my dream, “well, I might have ruined everything, but at least I finally have something to blog about.”