Here is the prompt from Deb at San Diego Momma:

Today’s PROMPTuesday keeps it simple.

Read this poem (one of my favorites):

Disillusionment of Ten O’Clock

by Wallace Stevens

The houses are haunted

By white night-gowns.

None are green,

Or purple with green rings,

Or green with yellow rings,

Or yellow with blue rings.

None of them are strange,

With socks of lace

And beaded ceintures.

People are not going

To dream of baboons and periwinkles.

Only, here and there, an old sailor,

Drunk and asleep in his boots,

Catches Tigers

In red weather.

Meditate on it for a minute. Then write whatever comes to mind.

My response:

Dreams

What dreams do you have when you are stressed?

I dream of waiting tables at Salt Grass Steakhouse. I always have too many tables and too many orders. Or I forgot my bolo tie. Anytime, I dream of Salt Grass I know I am stressed.

I also dream of college. I see myself on the University of Texas at San Antonio campus. Running in between classes. Cramming for a test.

I don’t have dreams of being naked in public. Only stressful situations.

I have dreamt of Daniel passing. A co-worker told me not to tell my husband. I did anyway. That is the scariest dream I have ever had.

In one dream I was being attacked and I yelled at the attacker “In Jesus name go away!” like they were magical words. It worked in the dream, so I feel like it would work in real life.

My friend Natalie had a dream about me a few weeks before I gave birth. In the dream an angel came to me and said “Fear not” like Mary in the Bible. I remembered what my friend told me the day before I went into labor and I had enormous peace throughout the entire process, because God had spoken to me through my friend to not be afraid.

I like to dream, but usually they are scary or stressful. If I could choose my own dreams I would dream of eating brownie and ice cream all day and not getting fat. My daughter to grow up and be a Humanitarian that changes the world. To be on vacation alone with my husband wearing a bikini on my perfect body. Ha! Maybe one day.