Imaginary Keith rarely dreams about the same thing twice. It happens, but not very often. So just think how surprised I was, sitting there on the edge of the bed watching him, when I see that he is dreaming about that imaginary daughter of the real life customer again.
Who is this girl?
They’re walking along a sidewalk, which appears to be out on the coast. Imaginary Keith is following the imaginary girl, who is singing a Tom Petty song very badly, which is okay, because, well, it’s a Tom Petty song, and everyone knows if you don’t sing a Tom Petty song badly it won’t sound right. And Imaginary Keith must think that it sounds just right, because he’s smiling big like a fool, just listening and following and looking at the girl.
Anyway, they walk up to some sort of booth or counter. They’re just poking around, having a good time. No one seems to notice them. Maybe in dreams everyone sings Tom Petty songs and all the secondary characters are used to it. But the imaginary girl is just belting away at that song, and Imaginary Keith is just belting away at his smile, when all of a sudden a big rattlesnake slieds into the picture out of nowhere, takes one look at both of them, and then swallows the imaginary girl whole.
Apparently snakes do not care for Tom Petty songs. Imaginary Keith can still hear the imaginary girl singing, although the words are a bit more muffled, if you can imagine that being even possible.
I almost woke Imaginary Keith up at this point, knowing of his aversion to snakes, but then saw him spring into action. He grabbed the snake by the head and began yelling out for a pair of scissors. He was going after the girl!
Imaginary Keith was a hero! Well, I think. He woke up then before actually doing any heroing, unless you can call grabbing a snake head heroing. Which I think you can.
Hurray for Imaginary Keith!
But now I’m off to the dream dictionary for a little consultation. I need to find out a bit more about snake wrestling. I wouldn’t say I’m nervous. Just apprehensive.