I dreamed a dream ...

I have wondered many times about how dreams work. I'm sure I'm not the only person and that people have even done research on the topic and come to different conclusions. This post is about a dream that I had a couple of nights ago.

A former coworker of mine, Cobe, who lives in Canada now was in the dream. In it, the two of us were buddies and were playing a game which looked like cricket on ice. It's strange because Cobe and I have never even talked about cricket let alone play the game. What's stranger is the fact that the game in my dream is not an existing sporting event at all. It was a fusion of, perhaps, cricket and ice hockey which I know for a fact is his passion (or at least he has interest in the game and follows it).

The story only gets stranger. Cobe and I were younger in the dream and were playing as though the rest of the world didn't matter to us. His mother kept calling out to him to get back home but he ignored it as any boy of that age would do. I don't know his mother in real life and don't recall Cobe talking about her during our acquaintence. Any way, Cobe's mom (or mum as they say in Canada) finally came out of the house to me and said "Roby please tell him to get in; he'd listen to you". Yes, typical of my friends' moms. They all think that I have an influence on their sons.

Any way, I worked out a compromise between Cobe and his mom that we'd wind up after the current game is over. There's me the negotiator!

Strange story, isn't it?