Last night, I dreamt that I was in high school orchestra or choir again. We were rehearsing in the Performing Arts Center and I guess I had a voice solo (that’s why I said “choir”). It was those lines from The Sound of Music:
My heart wants to beat like the wings
Of the birds that rise from the lake
To the trees.
My heart wants to sigh
Like a chime that flies
From a church on a breeze
Which I did sing as a solo when I was the only Asian Von Trapp in DSHA’s production of the Sound of Music. Anyway, in the dream, I kept forgetting the second “My heart…” line.
In fact, the conductor kept singling me out, saying, “Now what are you going to commit your life to not forgetting?” and I’d try and do the line and suck it up.
So, it was performance time and the first group went out and I realized that everyone else was changing into dress clothes and I didn’t have my tux anywhere near. I freaked out. I bolted for the door, had a time wasting conversation with the smartest girl from grade school which just made me later. Kuwie picked me up on the corner and we sped back to my house, which for some reason was over several huge hills.
Once there, I checked back in with a friend at the concert and I found out it was intermission, so I had a bit more time. I struggled into my suit which was brown corduroy and I hated it but I had to move. And all the while, in my head, “My heart wants to chime? wants to dine?”
Made it back to the concert hall as my group was taking the stage. I woke up before I had to give my line.
Wonder if I got it.