What kind of dreams do you have? I’ve always been fascinated by mine, even though I’ve never figured out whether they’re just nocturnal patterns of nightly neuronal weirdness or if there could be something deeper about them. I read something Tuesday from a man who’s certain that his dreams are meaningful, because a dream he had when he was 16 years old changed his life.
I don’t know much about this guy. He lives in Great Britain and was a loser early in life. Nobody expected anything of him, including himself. Well, I’ll let him tell his story, which he told Tuesday on a message board:
I was written off at school when I was 10. The teachers at this massive school decided that there was nothing that I could learn and it was pointless to try and teach me. I followed the lead and paid no attention in class. Life was pretty bad at home so to get attention, I’d ruin class for everyone else. Parents would ask the school for their kids to be in classes where I wasn’t. No future.
At 16 years old, I’ve somehow scraped through my exams with the minimum grades required and into senior class. And I have the dream.

AUDIO: Spark between two hearts can be beautiful mystery of love
I haven’t learned to stop walking on eggshells around angry people
Who was this attractive woman? Why did her story not ring true?
I’ve struggled to finally believe there’s more than one ‘right way’
If we disrespect skilled trades, we’re ignorant and arrogant fools
It might not matter who’s right; just fix the problem and move on
Is this what happens when you teach children there are no absolutes?