I lost my new Ipod nano a couple of days ago. Those of you who don't know what I'm talking about, its the really sleek Ipod with a built in camera for videos. Needless to say, I was really upset about it, since it had all my music and videos. I had given up all hopes and was lamenting over the loss.
I fell asleep last night and dreamed of being trapped in a dark area, with engulfed in a putrid stench and surrounded by huge Papa John's pizza boxes. There were fruit peels in front of me and all sorts of terrible garbage. I'm pretty sure I recall a tampon, life size. Everything was huge, the size of cars maybe. I wanted out, I was trapped and lonely and it was freezing. I wondered where my family were, where my friends were. Did they know I was missing? Would they find out soon enough to be able to rescue me or would I die in the cold?
I woke up and I wanted to vomit, terrible nightmare. Well, I started my daily ritual, went to class and came back for lunch, and while planning on eating something, I thought about last night's nightmare and lost my appetite. Then my mind started racing, a lot of connections took place. Even though I was CERTAIN that I would not throw my Ipod away in the trash, and I had searched every nook and corner of my apartment, something in the back of my head, lead me straight to the trash dump across the street. Trash dumps are huge, and almost always full in a college neighborhood.
There was snow everywhere, and snow has this tendency of highlighting things – so as I was climbing into the trash can, I attracted all sorts of looks from unassuming passers-by, which unfortunately included pretty college girls. I thought to myself – there goes my social life.
Nonetheless, I egged on, clearing layers of garbage, with my nose covered, still dressed in my tweed-jacket and scarf.
This went on for about a half hour, and maybe heralded as one of the most revolting things I have done in public, but by the time I reached the bottom of the dump – Hark! There it was, nestled next to Pizza boxes, a tampon and fruit peels, my sweet little Ipod. 3 days after losing it, and my Ipod
Now this experience has freaked me out on every level, for I'm really not that much of a believer. i'm just gonna go ahead and say its the power of my subconscious mind et al. Does anyone else find this freaky or is it just me?
That was today's miracle.