Jon Schmidt

Pre-SOTHB.


Thursday, May 22nd, 1969.

Dear log,

I had the most wonderful dream last night... Or at least I *thought* it was dream... I'm not sure if it is or isn't... But it doesn't matter. Anyway, I dreamt that the aliens weren't evil. I dreamt that 3 of them took me to the top of a very large hill it was gloriously cold and refreshing and it made me feel so free... Like I could do anything. It was a feeling I had never experienced in my life... In all my 9 years of living (okay, there's still 14 more days to my birthday, but who's counting?!) I have never felt so liberated, exhilarated, euphoric, calm, and... everything all at once!!! At that moment, I wanted to jump off the top because I would fly. I know people can't fly, but in the dream... I just knew. I could fly. I. COULD. FLY. And I was the happiest I've ever been in my life because of it.

Then the aliens told me to look down. And then right there I knew all those people who ever said you shouldn't look down were complete morons, because I saw the most breathtakingly beautiful sight i had ever laid my eyes on. Because it was night, the midnight blue of the sky was reflected on the ocean's deep watery surface and the city below was sparkling so brightly, so vividly, so full of life that it looked like a diamond had erupted on this place. There were so many lights!!! So many sights, so many tall buildings reaching for the heavens, so many little vehicles moving about at such a frighteningly quick pace leaving a trail of light behind them. Every beam of light, each tiny ray, trying to compete with the stars and moon up challenging and mocking in the sky. I had never seen anything like this before.

And I felt so thrilled because the aliens told me that this was my future!! This was the place I would live in. I would contribute to this spectacular view. Me!!! I was so elated, I had to sit down. So I sat and looked down. And I saw this man at the foot of the hill staring directly into my eyes and smiling like he knew me from the inside out. The aliens said he would be my husband and he would love me dearly no matter what. That he'd always protect me and shower me with unending love. So I tried to take a closer look at him by peering over the edge. I couldn't see him clearly. And so I kept leaning forward, kept trying to catch whatever small glimpse of his face I could. Until I tipped over and fell off the hill.

But I wasn't scared. Because I knew I was safe. And as I was free falling down the side of the hill, not only did I see the swirl of the night sky, but I did it. I caught a tiny and incredibly quick look at his face. And his eyes were filled with worry and love. And as quickly as I saw his face, his face disappeared from sight and I awoke with a thud on my bedroom floor. Just before my eyelids popped open, I remembered looking into the aliens' eyes and it didn't seem like the 3 were very different or different at all. It looked more like they were all the same person...


I hope I meet this man of my dreams...
He was remarkably handsome!! Even at 9, I know that.


(don't you like all my big and fancy words?! Son gave me a Thesaurus as an early birthday present. aliens won't be able to capture smart people! HAH!!!)