Just A Minor Heart Attack While Meeting Cerberus

Aug 17, 2009 by winjaw

As I recall, it was a rather pleasant dream, although now I can’t remember particulars.

I dozed off on the top patio, the wind blowing directly into my face. I’m sure there were thoughts of sailboats somewhere in the back of my mind. And as I stirred, there also was heavy breathing – lots of heavy breathing. Hot heavy breathing.

Odd. The Little Black Dress is quite passionate, but never to this degree.

And then I felt something like warm water on my face. This was getting interesting.

So I slowly opened my left eye, and that’s when the heart attack started. 

Although still groggy, my eye began adjusting to a rather large dark mass consisting of, basically, teeth. Two in particular stood out.

Why is Dracula in my dreams and what does he have to do with the Little Black Dress and sailboats, I’m thinking.

And as important, what in blazes in this – literally – blazing hot breath coming in from the right? And why is my shirt sopping wet? And what in the world was I dreaming about?

Time to end this. So I open my other eye and experience more teeth, more black masses and even more hot air.  Oh yes, and drooling; lots of that. And the pounding in my heart reaches critical mass.

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And as that electrical bolt shoots through my heart, my mind somehow recalls at the same moment it’s Saturday.

My brother is here. With his wife. And four kids.

And what I refer to as Cerberus. The only difference here is instead of one body and three heads, it’s three bodies, three heads. Each head and body forming what is known in modern language as a “Rottweiler.”

And said three Rottweilers are roughly three inches from my face.

And I’m thinking, “Lord, I still have things I need to accomplish here on earth, and this really isn’t the way I want to go, but You’re in control, so all I ask is You make this quick. Really quick.”

Then I feel even more hot breath, and the drooling is pretty well soaking my shirt. And then I get a lick or two. And they leave once they determine I’m not a decent lunch.

I guess I shouldn’t be offended at that – not being fit for a Rottweiler lunch.

So I get up, because I still have things to accomplish here on earth. And it was a good reminder to not waste what time I have here.