Born to be a Sailor (July 29, 2013)

I was rudely awakened in the middle of the night by Matt having a dream. I have to say that he is the only person I’ve ever met who is completely coherent when he is dreaming. When he talks in his sleep, it’s as if he is awake. At about 1 am, this is what transpired:

Matt: (in a very loud commanding voice) “Who owns this boat?!”

Me:  (sounding stunned, sleepy and a bit uncertain)  “Uh … we do?”

Matt: (in a very loud commanding voice) “Who is sailing this boat across the Atlantic?!”

Me:  (again, stunned, sleepy and a bit uncertain)  “Uh … we are?”

Matt: (in a very loud commanding voice) “Who –”

Me:  (interrupting him)  “Matt, why are you asking me all these questions?”

Matt: (waking up and sounding confused) “Huh? Oh, I guess I was dreaming…”

This brought to mind the memory from a number of years ago when Matt woke me up in the middle of the night by sitting bolt upright, pointing out in the distance, and yelling, “Can you see land?! Can you see land?!”  Who else but a natural sailor would have such nautical dreams?