The Day She Died (2014)
“But I kept on top of it all. I’m good at staying in control of my dreams, even though the one time I told someone about it, which was Steve at work, he looked at me like I was green with purple spots.
“Your dreams are your subconscious, Jessie,” he’d said, like he’d just invented the word. “Out of your conscious control.”
“Fair enough,” I’d answered. “Maybe it’s my sub-subconscious that controls them. I’m just saying that I don’t dream about stuff I don’t want to.”
“The problem with... positive thinking as a therapeutic device,” said Steve, “is that it’s so depoliticized that it, in effect, privatises misfortune and translates it into blame.” Which was a very typical Steve kind of thing to say and ended the conversation like only Steve can.
And it’s only that one thing anyway. I can’t stop myself dreaming about being late and naked and legs like putty.MoreLess
“Your dreams are your subconscious, Jessie,” he’d said, like he’d just invented the word. “Out of your conscious control.”
“Fair enough,” I’d answered. “Maybe it’s my sub-subconscious that controls them. I’m just saying that I don’t dream about stuff I don’t want to.”
“The problem with... positive thinking as a therapeutic device,” said Steve, “is that it’s so depoliticized that it, in effect, privatises misfortune and translates it into blame.” Which was a very typical Steve kind of thing to say and ended the conversation like only Steve can.
And it’s only that one thing anyway. I can’t stop myself dreaming about being late and naked and legs like putty.MoreLess
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