I woke up briefly in the middle of the night to roll over half asleep and still dreaming, I got comfy in my new position. I then saw a group of post-it notes fly in front of me as if on a cloths line. The post-its dangled forcefully in front of me as if to imply, THIS IS IMPORTANT. As I examine the writing i notice the writing is in cursive in a faint baby blue color. I can barely make out what it says. Knowing I won’t be able to translate it literally since I am never really successful in reading things in dreams, I take in the note in it’s entirety allowing myself to feel the writing. I imagine myself as the writer and what i felt at the time the note was written. What message do I want to tell myself right now? Still awake in real life, I think to myself, “you better grab your voice recorder under my pillow and try to record what is on the note.. But my tired eyes would not allow the movement of my arms.
The scene changes and now in place of post-it notes I see faces on the line just like the post-it notes. They are still images of a man. I recognize the man. It is me. The picture is of me but it is not a me I recognize yet I know the person in the image to be me. I am the man in the picture.
I then fell deep into my sleep no longer recalling anything that came after.
The minute I woke up in the morning I had the thought, “that was an important dream that must be noted.” I struggled to reflect for a moment what was so important to remember. I thought you’ll never remember since I knew it occurred in the middle of the night and I was doubtful I had recorded anything on my voice recorder. It then came rushing back. I could see once again the post-it notes and the face of the man.
I found this image of anti-bullying post-it notes from Spring High School in Eugene Oregon.