Sometime before I woke up, I had this dream where I was back at CNN again. I was on the 5th floor of the CNN Center and I was back working in Media Operations.
In my dream, I went back to 'work' for the first time in nearly five years there. I had both a paper copy and an electronic copy of the rundown that I was going to work from. I was in the area where tape circulation was as I remembered it. In reality, I have not been on the fifth floor of the CNN Center in nearly five years.
In the dream, when I set foot inside the working halls of the CNN building, I was overcome with joy. I felt a sense of pride that I have not felt in quite some time. I felt like I won something like the grand prize. I won something big that I wouldn't know how to feel anymore. In reality, I haven't won anything big since my two sons were born. Those have been my grand prizes if you will.
I also had a dream where New York Mayor Bill De Blasio was sleeping under my bed. I have no idea what he was doing there. Was he hiding from something? Was he going to hold an impromptu news conferece? I don't know. It just seemed weird. He's a New Yorker and I'm a Georgian.
I can't remember what else I was dreaming about specifically. My final dream of my sleep cycle had me traveling out west with my dad. I don't remember exactly where we were going. I think it was back to Arizona (or California) and I had regret about the move ever since.
In reality: My son Blake woke me up. I have no intention of working at CNN again. I've given it the college try many times and I can't do it to myself anymore. I have to do better here at my current job with CBS46 and I have to get my poise and maturity back. I feel that I have failed on both counts there today.
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