A Dream -

It's the beginning of a new school year and I am getting ready to go to high school. I am wearing jeans and my tye dye t - shirt that I bought at a Grateful Dead concert. It is slightly cool since it is just after dawn and the sun hasn't made it over the hills and into the hollow yet. I look out the front door to see if the bus has gone by yet - I always catch it when it comes back by. I see that it has. It is meandering all over the road - once almost running off and going into the creek. It even stops and begins to turn around before heading on it original path again. I ask my mom if I can borrow her car because I don't think I want to risk riding the bus.

I end up waiting for the bus anyway. It finally comes back and stops in front of me. When I look up, I start laughing because Tommy Chong is driving. I think to myself that this may be all right after all. I climb onto the bus and he immediately hands me a beautiful stone and silver butterfly on a chain. The stones are blue on one side and red on the other but began changing every time I look - one time dark blue and green; another all pink, still another time dark green like Connemara marble. I try to put the necklace on but I can't get it fastened for anything.

When I first sat down to fasten the necklace, I put my books down on the floor between my feet and now they are scattered nearly to the front of the bus - which is only 5 or 6 seats away. I retrieve my stuff, which is now a bit dirty because of all the dirt and mud on the floor.

I get back to my seat and Tommy is now sitting behind me with an older woman. Someone else is driving. I also have a watch in my hand with a turquoise pentagram on its face. I tell Tommy that I can't get the necklace he gave me on and he immediately responds, "No, those are my memories - you have to make some of your own." The woman beside him tells me that the now bracelet belonged to his sister. I am confused by their comments. I look down at it. It is now a charm bracelet, covered with little silver butterflies and birds. When I see the birds, I think 'sparrow' but in reality they were more like wrens. I think to myself that she must have been a delicate soul to be represents by such animals. I look back at the pentagram watch and decide that I guess I'd better set it if I want to be on time to my classes. I ask Tommy and the woman if they have the time but they don't answer.