I had a dream last night. It was disturbing. I dreamed that I had abandoned my roots as a band geek, had traded sides and become a choir nerd. It was very real.
In analyzing my dream, after the fact, I see how my mind may have gotten all mixed up. All throughout my youth I played the clarinet in school band, beginning in 4th grade just after I had received a clarinet for my ninth birthday. Three clarinets laters, I was still playing in the band even into college at Utah State University. I never sang in the choir. I kind of wanted to, but it never worked out with my schedule to do both, so I stuck with band.
Jump ahead many years and I became a die-hard choir booster when my children were in school. Not only was I heavily involved in supporting them, I also became the choir tour coordinator, following their high school choir all over the country, including Miami and New York City.
I think in the dream I was processing the betrayal I must subconsciously feel. In my dream, I seemed to think I had jumped ship when I was a sophomore in high school, foolishly following a dreamy blue-eyed crooner. Didn't happen. Weird.
I was so relieved to awaken and remember that I really had remained true to my identity. Once a band geek, always a band geek.