Quantum Leap (1989 – 1993)
I think most of us in the West can remember this television series. I know I do.
What brought it to mind, this morning, was the dream I had last night. In my dream, I was working in a very busy construction company office (something that I know a lot about) and I found myself puzzling over some invoices that needed costing codes. As this wasn’t my regular job (I think I was substituting for another), I was having some difficulty getting the work done. My supervisor noticed. Her instruction was to keep at it until the work got done, even if it meant staying late. I checked the clock on the wall in our communal office and noticed that it was quitting time, 5:30 pm. In ‘real’ time (outside the dream), I suspected it was 5:30 am. Then I woke up. It was actually 6:00 am.
On its own, none of this is significant. But then I got to thinking about the extraneous details that kept floating back into my conscious memories. The woman, whose job it was to do the routine that I was handed, had booked off sick because of something that had happened while making love to her boyfriend: they had been having a session somewhere in public, specifically on a surface covered with zodiacal signs; before the office gossip finished telling me which one got branded into this woman’s bottom, I knew it was the symbol for Aquarius.
Our dreams are adventures into the known and the unknown at the same time. Things may seem familiar, and things may seem strange. That’s the thing that make them so interesting. In this latest dream, a discussion between the department head and myself resulted in hurt feelings for another female staff member. There seemed to be nothing I could do to make it better for her. Like real life, actually.
My life is in overtime/bonus time now. I didn’t expect to live this long. So, I’m still puzzling things out. “What is my job?” “How can I figure out what’s going to happen?” “Should I be asking for more help?” “When will the work be done, finally?”
All quantum questions, to be sure…