Would You Want to Know?
I had a dream that an ex-boyfriend died. A week later there was a sudden death in his family. Oh, I missed a part of the story; I emailed him about my dream. Now two questions arise; should I have emailed this morbid dream and am I psychic? Two people have told me that they wouldn't want to know about the dream, and 3 people have said they would. Do I welcome this psychic ability or ignore it? Should I call John Edwards (the famous psychic, not the presidential hopeful) or try to get a job on his show? I used to see a psychic when I lived in LA, her name was Dolores. Every year when I visit my friends out there I make an appointment to see Delores, and oddly enough the first question she asks when she sees me on her porch is "Is this your first time here?" Nice. Sometimes she's right on about things; she predicted that I would get a job teaching (I teach Sunday School), that I'd play sports (I'm on a weekly softball team) but other times she's wrong (suggesting that I should keep the above mentioned boyfriend - nope) She never mentions sickness or death, but I never ask.
My dreams have been very detailed lately; it's almost exciting to go to sleep now. Delores says anyone can hear things, you just need to slow down and listen to the universe and you'll pick things up. But I do everything fast, I talk fast, I eat fast, I type fast and I drive fast (I just got a ticket for going 90mph on my recent road trip to Iowa) so I don't think slowing down to hear the universe is going to work for me. My ex was happy that I told him about the dream, but I'm not going to tell anyone else about death dreams because I don't want to be a downer and lose friends in my life. I'm not Patricia Arquette, I'm not a Medium, I have broad shoulders, I’m a large.
I’m like a stain on the kitchen wall in the WCKG office. I was thrown into this job (kinda) and I haven’t left and no one has cleaned me off or removed me from the phone that I answer for Stan and Terry. I started out here in the South Suburbs, graduated from HF, and actually was a newscaster for my high school’s radio station (well substitute newscaster, but who cares?) After I appeared in the movie “Hoosiers” as one of the cheerleaders on the basketball team, I became a Hoosier and spent 4 years in Bloomington. I went to 1 football game, accidentally sat on the opposing teams side (stupidly bought the tickets from an ad in the paper) and maybe attended 3 basketball games in 4 years. With a Telecommunications major and Business and Spanish minors under my belt, I tried my luck and moved to the City of Angels. Since all I did as a kid was watch TV, I thought perhaps maybe that’s what my calling was, hey, I wrote an episode of “Mad About You” for my intensive writing class and got an “A”. I spent 6 plus years plugging away in the heartless, carbo-free industry that makes our country's best and worst television shows and films. I did everything; TV production, film, I worked for MTV, CBS, A&E “Biography”, a documentary about boobs, HBO’s “Project Greenlight”, and finally a cool job for a product placement agency. I also write for USA Today’s travel section and some other random websites.