When I was yet a boy in high school, I had a dream that seemed so real. I knew that one day it would come true. It was a dream of an island in the Pacific Ocean and an exotic island girl who was as intrigued by me as I was by her. I began drawing pictures of it. I don’t have the first pictures I drew any more, but here is one from college, in 1979,
As time went on, and I became a teacher, I had more dreams of who she might be and what it might mean. I met her in real life while teaching in South Texas. We were married and have three kids. The next Paffooney is from 1995.
No matter what else it might mean, it proves to me that dreams can come true. In fact, I believe that through dreams we can experience the future because we can dream outside of time. Reality is a whole, and perceiving it as a straight line from the past, through the present, into the future is only one perspective of the whole thing.
Catch a Falling Star 