Sam's been starting to think about and, once in a while, remember his dreams. Of course, we are fascinated, since, well, we are fans of over-analysis who would love to open his little head up and see what's there. (Several mice on a bed of bright green moss? That's my guess.)Last night Max was talking to Sam (courtesy of Susan) and Sam mentioned that he'd had a dream:
SAM: "I dreamed there was a forest. And there was a little girl crying because her mommy was gone [or she wanted her mommy]."
SUSAN/MAX: "Did you comfort her?"
SAM: "Nope. And there were parents without any children. They were gardening."
S/M: "Did they help the little girl? Did anyone help her?"
SAM: "Nope."
Susan says there was no trace of sorrow or concern or worry in Sam's voice. No eyes-with-parentheses. Didn't seem to bug him at all. That either means he's well-adjusted or sociopathic. If I only had a dime for every time we've had to choose between those two!
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Hmmm, a sub-conscious adoption dream, expressing fear of failure of the attachment process... Can you tell I work with psych journals for a living? Yikes. Frankly, some of these psychologists are nuts. Some days, so am I. Sam, on the other hand, is marvelously sane, if a little nonchalant.
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