Last night I set the alarm for 7:00 a.m. which is earlier than I like to get up during the summer, but I had to get my butt out of bed for pre-service band practice. I thought I would have trouble waking up.
But in a dream, I got a phone call from Jared. For some reason he was calling from Australia. I think that may have been a hint that it wasn’t really Jared. (If you’ve ever had a God-dream, you know what I mean.)
Jared was giving me a sales pitch about going to this year’s Soliton Sessions. Blah blah blah. I have been thinking of going but have been oddly reluctant. It’s a good chunk of time away from Kay, just as the kids are getting settled back into school. I don’t like going places without Kay, I feel like half of me is missing. I can’t afford the money. What if I finally get a job and have to start work? …These are the objections that have been rumbling around in my head.
So I interrupted Jared’s sales pitch to say I wasn’t sure. He goes, “Jon, it’s August 1st today! Do you know what that means? It means we’re practically in a panic around here getting ready, the Sessions are almost here. Don’t put it off!”
And I snapped awake at 6:10.
I guess that means I’m going!