Midnight Calls

Guys my age (68) are familiar with waking up in the middle of the night from symptoms of internal pressure which are relieved by taking a short walk down the hall. On occasion these “awakenings” happen in the middle of dreams connected to other things that are going on in life.

In the wee hours of January 6th We’ll board a flight to Taiwan, going home to vote in the presidential election. The trip coincides with what we’ve heard will be the departure from Taiwan of friends who, like ourselves, spent decades in Taiwan. Not being high-volume communicators, they’ve not said anything directly to us.  When we originally heard of their leaving, we assumed it was for a vacation, and were glad to be arriving in time to see them at all. But this seems to be even more crucial. We later learned, though, again not clearly, that they are leaving for good. 

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This must have been on my mind while I slept last night. I dreamt that I was conversing with my colleague who was telling me of the situations that prompted the decision to leave. As I woke, I felt satisfied to have learned his processes and prospects going forward. Then I realized that I knew nothing at all about situations, processes or prospects. Like Sergeant Shultz, I know nothing.  

Some middle-of-the-night wake-up calls are necessary, get easily taken care of, and are forgotten. Others, like that dream, are unnecessary and NEED to be forgotten. Whatever I learn next week, I look forward to seeing my friend again.

 

David Alexander now resides in Holland, MI after 39 years in Taiwan.

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