The Jane Austen Effect
Wednesday, November 14th, 2007My mom and I were having a conversation…
Mom, nonchalant: “That really sucks it didn’t work out.”
Me, disgruntled: “That’s pretty much how I feel about it.”
Mom, meaning well: “I just can’t believe that’s it. Just like that. Over.”
Me, colluding: “…after everything.”
Mom, humoring me: “I have to say, I didn’t think it’d turn out this way.”
Me, caustic: “Yeah, I had a little something different in mind myself.”
Mom, miffed: “Well, that’s it for you, you know.”
Me, off guard: “Yeah. Wait- what? No.”
Mom, hands tied: “We both know that was your best shot. And now…”
And then I woke up.
Ever wake up upset at someone because of something that they did or said to you in a dream?
Laughably, all the time.
Please. Your mom would never say that.
She was pretty convincing in my dream. But then my mother’s never been the Austen fan that I am.
Wonder what she is dreaming about you, Nic.