I have friends who insist on interpreting dreams. I also have very strange dreams from time to time, so I’ve decided to put the two together in an occasional Omniop feature I’m calling ‘Dream challenge.’ Go for it.
I’ve been selected to participate in an expedition to colonize a distant planet. We file onto the spacecraft, giddy with excitement, check our bags and take our seats. Because the planet is so far away, it will take 30 years to get there, so as soon as we’ve settled in, clear polycarbon canopies descend, sealing us off and putting us in a state of suspended animation for the duration of the flight. We don’t feel the tug of Earth as the rocket lifts off, we get no last glimpse of our erstwhile home; we are essentially comatose until we get there.
30 years pass, The computer wakes us as we approach our new home. The spacecraft has a wide window, through which we see the rapidly approaching terrain, green and inviting, when it hits me.
“Damn!” I say, turning to the Captain. “I forgot my phone. Would you mind going back to get it?”