by Brian Fies An Eisner Award-nominated work in progress. Updated Tuesday and Friday. Starts HERE.
If this is headed where I suspect it is, an observation: I've noticed that, in my dreams, I'm about 45 or so, which is to say, about 20 years younger than in real life. Not young, not a kid, but, as Miss Jean Brodie would say, in my prime. Which is odd in that, in my 20s and 30s, I'd have dreams in which my teeth fell out and other incapacities of age prematurely afflicted me. Oh, and I still have the flying dreams from time to time. So if that's the only place you're going, I can verify that, too.And if this isn't about dreams, never mind.
Interesting, I appreciate your thoughts! I think the "crumbling teeth" dream is one of those universals, like the "late to finals and forgot my locker combination" dream. I know I have both. As for the story headed where you suspect it is, I am probably less clever than you anticipate.
This is so weird! Just, seconds before reading these comments, read a comic from Nicola Streeten's "A Year @ 50" series in which she dreams her molars fell out! http://nicolastreeten.wordpress.com/2014/01/31/ayearat50-51/
Well there you go! Nicola is not alone. And you may possibly need a better class of friends.
This is very much like my own dreams of flight. My body...like a lifting body airfoil.