A NICE WALK AND CRAZY IDEAS

Blythe came out of her momentery sadness.  Both of us were surprised how easily it is to get wrapped up in memories.  "Blythe...I have told you my story and you told me several stories..let's just talk when we feel like it and not face a talk as an assignment.  Let's just be happy and think happy thoughts."   She thought that a good idea and asked if I would like some more dirt in my wine,  Blythe was ok!!  I said:  "It's been quite a day; finding your rings, my proposal, getting engaged, our trips into the passed....what a day I will never forget....I wonder if we will sleep tonight."   Blythe responded:  "Bob, I went through a time of insomnia....going to sleep became a worry...I kept waiting for sleep to come to me.....it didn't until I developed a reckless attitude about sleeping....if I sleep ok, if I don't, that's ok too..I will just enjoy resting...it worked."   I suggested we go for a walk.  We walked at a leisurely pace through the old but top shelf in Victorian style homes...all beautifully landscaped. We got to talking about dreams.  I told her that dreams really fascinated me. " My dreams come in themes", I said. " I have my swimming dreams where I can swim like an Olympic person, I can't swim at all, I have my flying dreams....many of them, and they are very frightening...one time the pilot flew a big passenger jet through a tunnel and clipped off both wings. And then I have dreams where I can fly like Superman...I take people for rides by just holding them next to me.  Sometimes, I lose control and I go up very high.  Heights scare me to death...it even bothers me to stand on the ground and look up at a tall building right next to me...I am afraid gravity will release and I will fly up to the top."   Blythe said:  "Now Bob, you are a psychologist and you must know what all those mean."  "I haven't a clue....the dreams are very detailed and they demand a designer of sorts.  I think there is a search engine of the mind and it goes about gathering real life impressions which are still stored in the brain and fits them all together somehow....I do not believe dreams are random.  They are a design for some unknown reason."  Blythe said that she seldom dreams, but when she does, they are funny and she wakes up laughing....all except her horrible dream which she told me about..."That one set me back a piece."  There was a long stretch of sidewalk ahead of us and I told her I could run faster backwards than she could front wards.  She then apprised me that she was on the High School Track Team and set the record for girls in 100 yd dash.  I told her I was just kidding about racing her ! Then, she started talking about the wedding.  "Bob, it is your wedding too.  Usually, the Bride does all the planning and usually they want to get the most of every thing far beyond her budget....my affection for small and precious extends to the wedding too.  I want your feed back on this....As for me, I would like a very small and precious wedding..not trumped up...The place where we get married is of the highest importance to me....I am intrigued with a place very unique..I am thinking of our camp site."   I told her that I was typically a male and it didn't matter to me....initially, I liked the camp site idea and took it a step further and said we could haul a very nice bed with all the trimmings up there and a big tent and have our.....second night there.  She burst into laughing and said...."I love it".......(to be continued)